outside encircling walls we stand

our liberation stories only we will retell

the voice which will sing our song

belongs to us alone

once they forced us out but

now you could not pay us to return



(chorus)

different irons we've all been branded

ugly, weakling, empty-handed

a tribe of broken people rebuilt together

different irons we've all been branded

permanent misunderstanding

a union of misfits lasts forever



like ghosts, we haunt the edges of your world

can you feel the center on which we turn?

astrocized, unified by what exists

beyond the cold reductions and the haze they emit



(chorus)



from suffering and sorrow we hold no immunity

but a hope is now before us beyond futility

we claim nothing but need alone

despite all your warnings we found a home



(chorus)