The Stand

Words are written
Things are said
Feelings get hurt
But feelings mend
Knives go in
And blood it flows
If they don't kill you
Wounds will close

Lines are drawn
Walls are built
Innocence exploited
Is not guilt
Raped and pillaged
But life goes on
If you don't let it go
It's never gone

They'll never get the best of me
I'll make my stand for all to see
They can beat me down 'til my body breaks
But there's one thing that they'll never take