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Within the walls of captured land freedom's rise begins |
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Patrons of the lesser man whose lives began to dim |
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A word or law set to them upon their weary limbs |
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Then to look back on all their past day's grim |
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In the fall and rise of the lesser man's demise |
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A gathering of royals to blaze the final night |
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Marching violent crowds the feudal integration |
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Take the ruler's law to infernal destination |
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The meeting of the minds the first and last of time |
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Ends in bloody loss and sends them back chained inside |
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But the word of freedom's day in turn, the amnesty |
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And the prisoners in end set out to sight the sun's first rays |
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Amnesty! less than captive on this day |
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Amnesty! tortured loose the world will stay |
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Amnesty! in break to lead not to betray |
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Amnesty! set side all the chains |
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Amnesty! in a world of black and grey |
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Amnesty! the force will drive them to the day |
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Amnesty! the word of words all shall obey |
