We cannot say what we are not,
For oppressive unanimity kills those that exist,
We burn the trail and the lot;
Criminals hide in fog to avoid getting caught,
We end up coming out of that mist,
We cannot say what we are not;
When people are fraught,
We raise our fists,
We burn the trail and the lot;
Bears attack when they're distraught,
We must persist,
We cannot say what we are not;
Back down, we cannot,
We will be in their midst,
We burn the trail and the lot;
We mustn't give second thought,
We must resist;
We cannot say what we are not,
We burn the trail and the lot.
