From the Inside - Brutal Attack

When I was a young boy I didn’t understand what my

Father said, about how he fought to save this land and

Now he wishes he were dead.

They spit upon his good

Name now, they take away his right to speak, they fill

Our land with aliens, they make my father weak.

But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself.

I am on

The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in

My hands.

The trouble with this nation is they forget to easily,

Stand in line you don’t come first, they preach racial

Harmony.

My father fought to stop one invasion, now he

Knows that war was insane.

When peace time comes the

Doors are thrown open, and others invade again.

But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself.

I am on

The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in

My hands.

So you listen to me boy don’t just stand and stare:

Stand up to be counted, show this land you care.

Raise

Our standards with pride and keep the white flame

Bright.

Stem this rising tide, put the aliens to

Flight.

But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself.

I am on

The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in

My hands.

When I was a young boy I didn’t understand what my

Father said, about how he fought to save this land and

Now he wishes he were dead.

They spit upon his good

Name now, they take away his right to speak, they fill

Our land with aliens, they make my father weak.

But now I understand it, I’ve seen for myself.

I am on

The inside looking out at you, I see the answer is in

Our hands.