Immigrant Flame

Born from this ground, we rise and stand. Fields stretch wide under endless sky, hands calloused from the daily fight. Roots dig deep where our dreams take flight, every dawn paints our lives in light. Oh, this land calls my soul home, pride burns fierce, never alone. Hearts united in the fight we own, forever bound to this sacred zone. Storms may rage and rivers may swell, we hold the line, our spirits tell. Generations carved in every trail, love for here makes us never fail. Pride burns fierce, forever we roam, flames of feeling light it back. Flames of ground the hearth at night when we blow do we fail do we die? Gathered around the hearth at night, stories weave through laughter bright. Blood runs thick with unyielding might, in this circle, we claim our right. Hearts on fire for our own true ground, of joy in every sound. United strong, we'll never back down, pride in our veins, forever crowned. Through trials shared and victories won, we dance in rhythm, second to none. This bond unbreakable under the sun, our legacy shines like the morning one. Pride in our veins through sun and rain, paths we tread with tear-streaked grace. Dust on boots from roads we've known, memories carved in stone alone. Bounty that red-patterned fangs, this rhythm lives in the lives we crave. Palace we sow, turn to golds we've waved, memories carved in gold. Alone, facing shadows yet never thrown, strength from soil where we're grown. Tears of pride for the trails we blaze, melodies rise through the hazy days. Bound by blood in a thousand rain, our home's the fire, forever plays. Nights of longing, days of fire, lifting each other ever higher. In this land, we never tire, pride's the spark that won't expire. Our land's the beat on this song. This joyful ride, voices climb to the radio peak. Voices climb to the antarctic, hills that banal dole out, we claim. Building sun of demi-shame, our abyss to fight a day. Hands is nil, a field in the gay, vivid child to any shame. Building hill, we stand this time, from its creeps to decay. Pride has faded all the air. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Yes, I do.