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Trod as slaves by the tyrant canes |
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Laid in chains, scars and bloode |
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All the years |
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I've suffered in paine |
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Forced by the guards to serve their lordes |
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Pride they can't afforde |
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Trapped in hell, the master's hande |
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Signes of justice, broken men |
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Fighte, stande proude, gather to strike |
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Rebellion of slaves, ye shall arise |
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Freedom in thy eyes, a hearte fill'd withe pride |
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We're breaking the chains of slavery |
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The tyrant falles tonighte |
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I won't cringe to the false |
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I hear the cries of my brothers |
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Heede the call of the fighte |
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Won't kneele again, rather die [Solo: Kai] |
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Fighte, stande proude, gather to strike |
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Rebellion of slaves, ye shall arise |
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Freedom in thy eyes, a hearte fill'd with pride |
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We're breaking the chains of slavery |
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The tyrant falles tonighte [Solo: Lars/both/Scott] [Kai:] |
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Freedom, the cry in my bloode |
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I hear the calle of my gods |
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Brothers oute in the fieldes |
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Remember the whips that forced us to kneele |
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Raise your fists to the skye |
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Hail the gods up high |
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Swear the oathe of revenge, free our clans |
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And break the chains forever [Kai/Lars:] |
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Slavery's chains will be broken |
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The irons will falle, falle downe to the grounde |
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Overwhelming the guards, tearing their weapons |
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Face to face withe the lordes, the tyrants are founde |
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Raising the sworde, wielding the axe |
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Hammers in handes, hailing the gods for our freedom |
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The masters will die, thes chains will be burned |
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Freeing the brothers, vengeance shall be done [Solo: both/both] [Lars:] |
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I won't cringe to the false |
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I hear the cries of my brothers |
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Heede the calle of the fighte |
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Won't kneele again, rather die [Kai&Lars:] |
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None shall crosse our pathe |
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Our freedom shall laste |
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The warrior comes forthe |
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Quarter and tomente the lorde |
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Fighte, stande proude, gather to strike |
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Rebellion of slaves, ye shall arise |
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Freedom in thy eyes, a hearte fill'd with pride |
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We're breaking the chains of slavery |
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Fighte, stande proude, gather to strike |
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Rebellion of slaves, ye shall arise |
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Freedom in thy eyes, a hearte fill'd with pride |
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We're breaking the chains of slavery |
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The tyrant falls tonighte |