| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
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| Our burning city lost in flames
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| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
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| Our blood must never, ever dry
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| Oh, can you hear the clashing swords?
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| The battle cries and horns of war?
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| The stench of death is in the air
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| Invading our ancestral lands…
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| No time to mourn our fallen kin
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| The slaughter of the innocents
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| And tough our clan may not remain
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| The blood of battle warms our veins
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| A war is raging in our home
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| No time to cry, no time to mourn
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| We’ll honor our glorious past
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| We’ll fight to the very, very last
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| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Oh, can you hear the clashing swords?
|
| The battle cries and horns of war?
|
| We’ll guard our city and defend
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| Dauntless we will face this threat
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| Our sacrifice won’t be in vain
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| It’s better to die than live as slaves
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| And even though our end is nigh
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| We’ll throw ourselves into the fight
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| No time to mourn our fallen kin
|
| The slaughter of the innocents
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| Our broken hearts will never mend
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| But dauntless we will face our end
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| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry
|
| Our father’s sacrifice in vain
|
| Our burning city lost in flames
|
| Our funeral pyre lights the sky
|
| Our blood must never, ever dry |