I would die for what I believe,
to die a man, but die it free.
To look across and see the land.
To hold my freedom in my hand.

I would die for my life’s beliefs.
To die in pain, but not in grief.
To pray the Lord forever stay.
To pass the word, not pass away.

I would die, for my inner thoughts.
To die so young for what I fought.
To say my words as how I feel.
Being never fake and always real.

I would die for the love of my life.
To end my days but with a wife.
To feel so loved as showing love.
To risk it all for life above.

I would die for what I believe,
to die a man, but die it free.
And though trough life, I may not land.
My heart and soul will always stand.

Copyright ©2001 Joseph Michael Egan