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tyrants control-overwhelming,overbearing |
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rebels are marching- into their midst |
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to bring them down-and cease the cruelty |
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do as they wish-and remember only fear |
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the reign of tyranny falls,with a thunderous crash.. |
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the swords,and axes of the rebels, are drenched with blood... |
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tyrants in distress |
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bringing chaos, bringing turmoil |
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bringing death to the powerful kings |
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breaking their sculls,breaking their bones.. |
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killing is foremost on the rebels minds |
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the panic the panic,the tyrants can feel,rebellious thirst for blood,cannot |
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be quenched |
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death to the bastards of tyranny, give them to hell, you rebel missionaries! |
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conformist slaughtered,where they stand... |
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recalcitrance...is the rebels battle cry.. |
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they scream it, at the wretched tyrants.. |
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and find the end to the power hungry authorities |
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who are no more.... |
