In the hood of the fallen I am weak,

It is beacuse when I am beaten, I chose to not speak.

But little girl and liitle boy those that fight with their mouth are fools,

the hood of the fallen doesn't listen to the words of the weak,

they listen and watch, they listen to those that stand on there feet and study how they walk.

We must stand, we must walk for the hood of the weak beacuse they are fools,

who chose to speak becuase they're weak.