The Good Fight Lyrics

THE GOOD FIGHT

Listen to my story that I'm about to tell
It doesn't have much glory, it's about a man who fell
About an Aryan brother who had many more things to see
Why couldn't it have been another, I would have rather it had been me

He fought the good fight for his nation
He fought the good fight to his creation
He fought the good fight for White salvation
He fought the good fight for his nation

He had many more things to see, I would have rather it had been me
But now his spirit is forever free, still I'd rather it had been me

He walked out of his doorway, without knowing he'd never return
To have a White night was his only concern
But little did he know that his time was running out
'Cos on that final journey home he hear the enemy shout

He was killed for his racial pride
You try to tell me it was justified
And because you take the enemy's side
You're just gonna let it slide
Tell me what is wrong with this country we live in
After all the White blood that has been given
Justice is still a far cry away
With how much more blood do we have to pay?

An act of cowardice takes it place
on another warrior of our race
We lost our comrade on that fateful night
but deep in our hearts we'll carry on his fight

Shots were fired, a cry was heard, on that endless night
But although he was struck he fought with all of his might
And in that room, in that bed, where that warrior lay
The fire's still burning in his eyes, as you can hear him say:

I fought the good fight for my nation
For my people and my right to my creation
I sought the light of White salvation
I fought the good fight for my nation

He had many more things to see, I would have rather it had been me
But now his spirit is forever free, still I'd rather it had been me