Every time you think about it It tears you up inside You curse the day your mother told you, Your father died Now you're always searching Searching for the reason why I've gone But I will always be here by your side, Through the darkest night
Here I'll stand on the firing line Here I'll walk through the field where I died I will fight and let the voice ring true I am the ghost Standing next to you
Every night you go to sleep You pray the Lord my soul to keep You don't know I've not gone away You see I watch over fighting men So they can have peace again And maybe someday you will all be free
Here I'll stand on the firing line Here I'll walk through the field where I died I will fight and let the voice ring true I am the ghost Standing next to you
You speak to me And I feel your pride Assuring me I'll never die I write Mother... He's here with me... He's in our minds He's in our souls Of sacrifice his story's told He holds the flame of freedom for all to see
Here we stand on the firing line Here I'll walk in the field where I fight I will fight of die for liberty With the ghost standing next to me
Don't tread on me... Live free or die!!! Don't tread on me... Live free or die!!! To our fallen brothers Don't tread on me... You died to keep us free. Live free or die!!! To our fallen brothers Don't tread on me... Who gave us liberty!!! Live free or die!!! Don't tread on me... Live free or die!!!
To our fallen brothers You died to keep us free To our fallen brothers Who gave us liberty!!!