The Mighty — Sting & Police

Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time Curse on this land and 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 All men are free, justice is a sword we hold Trusting in the knight's noble vow In the brotherhood that binds us

When the broken are strong, freak the mighty When the beaten are proud, freak the mighty When the twisted can stand, freak the mighty When the silenced can laugh, freak the mighty When the haunted have turned, freak the mighty When the tortured are sane, freak the mighty When the blinded still stare, freak the mighty When the poison remain, freak the mighty When the voiceless can sing, freak the mighty And the shackled can run, freak the mighty And this downtrodden man holds his face to the sun, freak the mighty

We'll be walking high above the world Our legend will say ay ay ay ay ay

Freak the mighty