"In 1990-91 I traveled to Milwaukee to meet up with some friends there. Upon our first night there we went to a party where some comrades were. At this party I had the pleasure of meeting Brian Kozel for the first time. He was a very energetic, positive guy who was basically the 'leader' of the group of skins from his town. I could tell he was well respected and liked. Just that night I had seen him get 'Skinhead' tattooed on his neck. I saw that this kid was no fly-by-night and that he had 100 percent conviction in his beliefs. He was also very intelligent. You could tell he had a good future ahead. After we left, I stayed in contact with him. He seemed to be doing real great for himself and his friends. Then one day I got the call that he was murdered. It was a shock to me. Apparently he was with some friends at a bar in Milwaukee, and after they left they were confronted by a group of Mexicans. A fight ensued in which the Mexicans got the bad end of the stick. Rather than fight like a man, one Mexican pulled out a gun and shot Brian in the back. He died shortly after. There are people in the mainstream out there who probably don't understand just how dangerous it is out there, or they think that because he was a skinhead, he brought this on himself. But the mainstream has been so desensitized that they forget about what it means to be proud of who and what you are. Brian died as a free man with a free will, not bound by any material possessions or feelings of guilt. He died for what he believed! This song is a tribute to him. He's not the first and he will not be the last."