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down below the voice of treachery above the vile acts of cruelty beyond the rims of our destiny fallen a cruce salus and still there are things |
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I need to day and always things |
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I see myself do yet in the end there's one truth only freedom in its ultimate form remove the fetters from your feet and rise again to breathe the air anew when body's broken and when your clothes are torn faith when the courage is crawling and you're left there all alone replace your heart with peace and love your enemy for today we walk together on towards eternity |
