Cross the line with your brother Cross the line, cross the line Cross the line with your brother Cross the line For the line which is drawn Will be for either king or pawn So cross the line with your brother Cross the line Take my armour in my hand And cross the line, cross the line Take my children take my land And cross the line For though they feed upon my fears And they flourish in my tears Well their time is drawing near So cross the line For your hammer in your hand And cross the line, cross the line For your hammer in your hand And cross the line For though their truths are edged with steel They can't make a man to kneel If he should call dogs to heel So cross the line So if you need a helping hand Cross the line, cross the line If you need a helping hand Just cross the line Won't you get up off your knees And stand up where you should be I'ts sure a feelin' to be free So cross the line