Ghost of Freedom
Every time you think about itIt tears you up insideYou curse the day your mothertold you, your father diedNow you're always searchingSearching for the reason why I've goneBut I will always be hereBy your side, through the darkest night
Here I'll stand on the firing lineHere I'll walk through the field where I diedI will fight and let the voice ring trueI am the ghostStanding next to you
Every night you go to sleepYou pray the Lord my soul to keepYou don't know I've not gone awayYou see I watch over fighting menSo they can have peace againAnd maybe someday you will all be free
Here I'll stand on the firing lineHere I'll walk through the field where I diedI will fight and let the voice ring trueI am the ghostStanding next to you
You speak to meAnd I feel your prideAssuring me I'll never dieI write Mother..."He's here with me..."He's in our mindsHe's in our soulsOf sacrifice his story's toldHe holds the flame of freedom for all to see
Here we stand on the firing lineHere I'll walk in the field where I fightI will fight of die for libertyWith the ghost standing next to me
Don't tread on me... live free or die!!!To our fallen brothersYou died to keep us freeTo our fallen brothersWho gave us liberty!!!