Sting — The Mighty

Walking this high road Are warriors from an olden time A curse on this land Oh, the days far behind us Dragons we've slain Rescued many maidens fair No man ever dared break our stride Or the brotherhood that binds us Brothers are we Marching on the roads of time From this broken land And the days that defined us Well, all men are free Justice is a sword we hold Trusting in the knight's noble vow In the brotherhood that binds us Freak the mighty, freak the mighty (Repeat in back with following) When the broken are strong When the beaten are proud When the twisted can stand When the silenced can laugh When the haunted have turned When the tortured are sane When the blinded still stare When the poisoned remain When the voiceless can sing When the shackled can run And this downtrodden man Holds his face to the sun We'll be walking high above the world Our legend will say Freak the mighty