Last of the Mohicans
Follow our hearts and soul
The rhythm and the rage
Last of the Mohicans
Last of the Mohicans
Our tribe spreads everywhere
The blood spills on the stage
Oh God, give me the strength
We'll take you to the unknown
And guide us till the end
We know you are too fake
You better show respect
Against all odds we go
'Cause we're not like the rest
The song remains insane
Our message to the world
Sell out I say, fuck that
And we are here to stay
Last of the Mohicans