The Patriot

This is my home and my family.

You’ve taken my loved ones.

Oh my friends forgive me,

And ride toward the sun.

On this lonely barricade at dawn,

The red coats will be dead and gone.

And with our voices ringing,

There’s also a pain that goes on.

Oh the Sons of Liberty,

We will meet beyond the Tree.

For revenge is ours!

But we lie awake afraid,

For we cannot touch the stars.

So this is it-

Will I sell my soul for this?

I pray, “Oh my Lord forgive me!”

As I raise my fist I can no longer speak-

For the blood, clogs my throat.

But I see him, and he see’s me,

I’ll raise our flag for all to see.

And with courage I go,

To smite the man I loath so.

I am the Patriot.