Fall
Project 86 Lyrics


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Take up arms, all you fallen oppressed
This is insurrection rising, mobilizing defence
It’s time, my brothers, beat your shovels to swords
It’s time, my friends, sound the siren for war!

Can you smell it the air my brethren?
It ‘s the beautiful stench of reinvention
Sharpen your axes, resurrect your hatchets
As we raise our chalices to fallen combatants
It’s time, my brothers, earn your stripes and your lashes
It’s time, my friends, light your hearts into action

With our backs to the wall
We’ll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall, fall Goliath
Lift the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall Goliath, fall, fall Goliath

Unite
Hold the line and
Strike
Raise your Claymores high
We fight
For a reason to die

The ghosts of our fathers beat drums by our sides
The trophies of the day: scalps and hides




We fight, not for the hate of a tyrant
We fight, because of love for what is behind us.

Overall Meaning

The song "Fall Goliath Fall" by Project 86 is an anthem for revolution, calling upon the oppressed and fallen to take up arms and fight back against their oppressors. The lyrics urge the listener to mobilize in defense and sound the siren for war, to earn their stripes and light their hearts into action. The chorus speaks directly to the enemy, calling Goliath to fall and celebrating the defiance of the revolutionaries.


The opening lines of the song use the motif of taking up arms as a metaphor for empowerment and transformation. The "shovels to swords" imagery illustrates the idea of transforming ordinary tools into weapons, a metaphor for turning weakness into strength. The song then goes on to describe the fighters as resurrecting their hatchets and raising their chalices to fallen combatants, indicating both a celebration of past victories and a resolve to continue the fight.


The final stanza of the song is a powerful reminder of the motivations behind the fight. The fighters are not driven by hatred or a desire for power, but by love for what is behind them - their ancestors, their traditions, and their way of life. This elevates the song's message above a simple call to arms and turns it into a passionate plea for justice and freedom.


Line by Line Meaning

Take up arms, all you fallen oppressed
Join the rebellion, all who have been defeated and oppressed


This is insurrection rising, mobilizing defence
We are starting a rebellion and gathering our defenses


It’s time, my brothers, beat your shovels to swords
It's time to transform our tools into weapons for battle


It’s time, my friends, sound the siren for war!
It's time to start the war and gather our allies


Can you smell it the air my brethren?
Do you feel the change coming, my comrades?


It ‘s the beautiful stench of reinvention
It's the sweet scent of turning the tides of oppression


Sharpen your axes, resurrect your hatchets
Prepare your weapons of choice for battle


As we raise our chalices to fallen combatants
We honor those who have died fighting for this cause


It’s time, my brothers, earn your stripes and your lashes
It's time to prove yourself and earn your place in this fight


It’s time, my friends, light your hearts into action
It's time to let your hearts guide you into battle


With our backs to the wall
We are in a difficult and dire situation


We’ll respond to the call
We will answer the call to fight


Fall, Goliath, fall, fall Goliath
We will defeat the oppressor, no matter how large


Lift the head of the giant
Celebrate our victory over a powerful enemy


To celebrate our defiance
We celebrate our refusal to back down or give up


Unite
Come together as one


Hold the line and
Fight together without retreat


Strike
Attack with fierce determination


Raise your Claymores high
Lift your swords and fight with all your strength


We fight
We battle for a better future


For a reason to die
For a cause worth dying for


The ghosts of our fathers beat drums by our sides
We are inspired by our ancestors who fought for justice


The trophies of the day: scalps and hides
We will be victorious and claim the spoils of war


We fight, not for the hate of a tyrant
We do not fight out of hate for the oppressor


We fight, because of love for what is behind us.
We fight for our loved ones and the future we believe in.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: ANDREW WELCH, ANDREW ALBERT SCHWAB

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abhishek kumar

This is insurrection rising, mobilizing defence
It’s time, my brothers, beat your shovels to swords
It’s time, my friends, sound the siren for war!

Can you smell it the air my brethren?
It ‘s the beautiful stench of reinvention
Sharpen your axes, resurrect your hatchets
As we raise our chalices to fallen combatants
It’s time, my brothers, earn your stripes and your lashes
It’s time, my friends, light your hearts into action

With our backs to the wall
We’ll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall, fall Goliath
Lift the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall Goliath, fall, fall Goliath

Unite
Hold the line and
Strike
Raise your Claymores high
We fight
For a reason to die

The ghosts of our fathers beat drums by our sides
The trophies of the day: scalps and hides
We fight, not for the hate of a tyrant
We fight, because of love for what is behind us.



Tyron Mickleborough

Verse 1]
Take up arms, all you fallen oppressed
This is insurrection rising, mobilizing defense
It's time, my brothers, beat your shovels to swords
It's time, my friends, sound the siren for war!

[Chorus]
With our backs to the wall
We'll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath
Lift the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath

Verse 2]
Can you smell it in the air my brethren?
It's the beautiful stench of reinvention
Sharpen your axes, resurrect your hatchets
As we raise our chalices to fallen combatants
It's time, my brothers, earn your stripes and your lashes
It's time, my friends, light your hearts into action

[Chorus]
With our backs to the wall
We'll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath
Lift the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath

[Bridge]
Unite
Hold the line and
Strike
Raise your claymores high
We fight
For a reason to die

Unite
Hold the line and
Strike
Raise your claymores high
We fight
For a reason to die

Verse 3]
The ghosts of our fathers beat drums by our sides
The trophies of the day: scalps and hides
We fight, not for the hate of the tyrant
We fight, because of love for what is behind us

[Chorus]
With our backs to the wall
We'll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath
With the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath

[Outro]
With our backs to the wall
We'll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath
With the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall, Goliath, fall fall Goliath
Fall, Goliath, fall
Fall, Goliath, fall



Kevin Carrier

Take up arms, all you fallen oppressed
This is insurrection rising, mobilizing defence
It’s time, my brothers, beat your shovels to swords
It’s time, my friends, sound the siren for war!
Can you smell it the air my brethren?
It ‘s the beautiful stench of reinvention
Sharpen your axes, resurrect your hatchets
As we raise our chalices to fallen combatants
It’s time, my brothers, earn your stripes and your lashes
It’s time, my friends, light your hearts into action
With our backs to the wall
We’ll respond to the call
Fall, Goliath, fall, fall Goliath
Lift the head of the giant
To celebrate our defiance
Fall Goliath, fall, fall Goliath
Unite
Hold the line and
Strike
Raise your Claymores high
We fight
For a reason to die
The ghosts of our fathers beat drums by our sides
The trophies of the day: scalps and hides
We fight, not for the hate of a tyrant
We fight, because of love for what is behind us.



All comments from YouTube:

Fred Varillas Montoya

Que el eterno Padre que esta en los cielos te bendiga
Siempre escucho tus canciones saludos desde Perú 🇵🇪🤍✝️

Project 86

Thank you

The Shades of paints and inks

God can use anything like this genres for His Glory 🤘🙏❤️

Securi-T

This became my anthem after a motorcycle accident nearly claimed my life shortly before it came out. My left arm was paralyzed. This got me to the gym to overcome the odds that I was given to make a 100% recovery. It's making a comeback after a really bad year. I've got Andrew Schwab calligraphed lyrics to this song hanging in my dining room about to get their own light...

vergeREVO

Awesome!!!

Heylilvelvet

Wooooowww 🙏 💪 ✝

holyblaze86

I love it when I forget about a band for years, get a little more educated, and then come back and find so much meaning in their lyrics. Project 86 has definitely become one of my favorite bands, again!

Dusty Seifert

If I were an MMA fighter, this would be my entrance song.

Chris Dolby

Lol!! It’s a beast!! I think I’d use „Murderer“ by Impending Doom!! 🤣🤣🤣

Craig Steyn theartistcraig

we're all MMA fighters... our combat just happens on a deeper level.

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