Texty: Petra. Underground.

Look at the front page, turn on the TV
They fire another round at you and me
Their guns are loaded, they're taking aim
Nobody told them we're not all the same

No paranoia, nobody could
Just write it off as being Hollywood
The innuendo between the lines
Leaves no confusion 'bout what's on their minds

I won't go underground, I won't turn and flee
I won't bow the knee, I won't go underground
I won't turn and hide from the rising tide, I won't go underground
I won't compromise what the world denies, I won't go underground
And I'm not ashamed of the Cross I've claimed

They're taking notes on what we say
You know they'd like to lock us all away
Can't stop the movement, can't make it slow
Persecution always makes us grow

They got my number, it's no surprise
I'm here and wearing no disguise
Bring on the lions and heat up the fire
It's not enough to stop this man's desire

I won't go underground, I won't turn and flee
I won't bow the knee, I won't go underground
I keep holding fast till the very last, I won't go underground
I will turn my cheek, I will boldly speak, I won't go underground
I am not ashamed of the Cross I've claimed

I know the spirit behind this force
It's not surprising if you know the source
I pray for freedom for helpless ones
And I keep standing till the new day dawns

And I won't lay low as the hatreds grow