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bibunt omnes sine meta. quamvis bibant mente leta, sic nos rodunt omnes gentes et sic erimus |
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Sentries of |
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Fisterra wake |
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Gallant masses stir |
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Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills |
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A call to arms young hopefuls |
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Fields of burning toil |
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Beware of bleeding visions shattered [Chorus:] |
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Fear not the thunder |
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Where the earth meets the sky |
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Slave to the irons |
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Thy kingdom shall come |
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Wake from dreams to unfolding demons |
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Break the spell binding with chains |
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Rage against the old tradition |
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Heed the voice singing courage in the storm |
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Arise in mass from peaceful slumber |
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Providence draws near |
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Craven tyrants cringe before our wrath |
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Sentries of |
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Fisterra wake |
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Gallant masses stir |
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Thy kingly spirit throned among the hills [Repeat Chorus] |