We stumble up the hill with burning eyes 
it’s hard to breath there’s smut on flame red skies 
we raise our flag knowing the worst is yet to come 
no we’re not afraid to die just level your gun

And so we draw our weapons 
on Admiration Hill 
and so we draw our weapons now 
cause it’s kill or be killed

As the last damn four of a thousand we face the end 
we gird for the final battle as matters stand 
we fought all for one and we’ll fight on one for all 
we’re not afraid to die bad weeds grow tall

And so we draw our weapons 
on Admiration Hill 
and so we draw our weapons now 
cause it’s kill or be killed