The Last Loyal by Naer Mataron
It is not possible, the forces of deceit, to dominate our land
"Spirit once was God, then became man, and today became beast"
We are the last loyal
We are not bent by the great life
We did not deny our ancestors
And the pride of our civilization
Cursed and ghost of history, exiled...
Deniers of the false dream
Fugitives of virtual reality
By characters, suspicious and disclaimers
Ready to die for the new man who will come...
We shall smash their dreams to a thousand pieces
And through the ruins, shall rise a great world
We will be the seeds
The last loyal
Our soul is adolescent, deeply filled with loyalty and ideal
Possessed b an irrational grit that obeys nothing
We, the last, who shall be in the future first
The last witness of a world that rises
All of us, the victors of the great battle which comes
We shall then continue the war between us
For in this world, he who wants to live... must fight!