Over my shoulder again I see you, I see you
I'm getting colder again but I feel you
And if I should be killed for doing what a bad man willed
Then you can call it a cross that I have to bear
'Cos people bear them everywhere
Never mind what the people say
Just remember how they say it
Are they up, are they down
Do they take it right to town
Or turn around
Remember he who stands holds the ground
Do they kneel, do they pray
Will it make a difference one way or the other
If we all bow down for one another
On the sad, sad road to
Certain death, in a certain place for a certain creed Oh please please
Turn around
Remember he who stands hold the ground
Turn around
Remember he who stands hold the ground
Turn around
Remember he who stands hold the ground
Turn around
Remember he who stands hold the ground