No cage to hold these thoughts No plan of not getting caught As we fight for our lives They turn away from our cries It's the worst of our fears Our hunting grounds have disappeared Different stars in their skies Different colors in a stranger's eyes I will take a stand with my javelin I will take a stand No cage to hold them back No plan of counterattack Our numbers dwindle down A kingdom loses it's crown Different stars in their skies Different colors in a stranger's eyes They've brought us so much pain There's no shame in making them feel the same I will take a stand with my javelin I will take a stand