Staring death in the face, we've determined it's the end
Here we stand, poorest of them all
No one cares but my three friends
Walking down the battle line, my pain present through it all
Looking for a final death, but our suffering a battle call

Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger
Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger

Stumble towards the enemy, my, my, then a roar of distant thunder
As they walk into our wake, leaving us to stand and wonder
I believe something great lies ahead
Though we're alive, we should be dead
Born to people as a curse, now been made something of worth

Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger
Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger
Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger
Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger

Through the pages we have learned, victory is not strength through numbers
It's all a matter of the heart
Hard times won't keep us under
And now we've got them on the run
Left foot, right foot, pick it up again
And now their numbered days are done
Left foot, right foot, pick it up again
Pick it up again
Pick it up again

We grow stronger
We grow stronger
We grow stronger

Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger
Oh, and through our weakness we grow stronger