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Somewhere overhead |
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Distant thunder roars |
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The revolution has begun |
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The war to end all wars |
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As I welcome death |
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I hear the battle cry |
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Bullets fall like fire |
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Raining from the sky |
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The rebel in us all |
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Someday gets tired |
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of being pushed around |
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But freedom has a price |
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The cost is buried in the ground |
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We suffered far too long |
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We gather now growing stronger |
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We will not be ignored |
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Anymore any longer |
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Our anthem will guide us |
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Rise up, be counted |
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Stand strong and unite |
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Wait for the outcry |
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Resistance is calling tonight |
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Far too many years |
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Of chaos and unrest |
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Far too many voices |
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Brutally suppressed |
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We fight for what is just |
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For all that we believe |
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We fight till death or glory |
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Fight to be set free |
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The streets are bathed in blood |
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Time to step down |
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and time to walk away |
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You'll never rule me now |
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Though you may stand upon my grave |
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You can look the other way |
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Or you can face the light |
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Although it seems so far away |
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Freedom's worth the fight |
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Rise up, be counted |
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Stand strong and unite |
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Wait for the outcry |
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Resistance is calling |
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Rise up, be counted |
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Stand strong and unite |
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Wait for the outcry |
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Resistance is calling tonight |
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The world watches on |
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While we risk our lives |
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Locked in a kingdom of fear |
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As our children die |
