Your sun is setting and the day is late

As we walk over this wasteland of hate

There's people getting angry in these darkest hours

There's blood on the streets and the streets are ours



Warriors, never forget the Warriors



Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel

You can't beat us down the wounds will never heal

You can't take us for a ride

You can't rob a warrior of his pride



It's your hate on which we feed

We are the new class we are the new breed

Send our regards to a nation on fire

And with love a bouquet of barbed wire

From the Warriors