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It came down like a hurricane, |
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Like an earthquake, freezing rain, |
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Like a flood, like a lava flow, |
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Like one crushing fatal blow. |
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Born by will chained, |
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Pride disdained, |
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Tears by misery drained |
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And the soul they slain. |
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With the moaning, with the growling, |
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With a taste of blood on broken lips, |
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In the clothing smell from a prison cell, |
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And with bruises from shackle clips, |
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With eyes looking straight at cruel fate, |
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With an open heart that resists their hate, |
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With the spirit that has been reborn, |
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Brought from exile it marches on. |
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Freedom comes! Freedom comes! |
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Ringing bells, banging drums. |
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With love shining from her eyes, |
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Making us arise, |
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The Freedom comes! |
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Did you see them young and old? |
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Those betrayed, forsaken, sold, |
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Those who came to change the world |
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Challenging despair? |
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Born by will chained, |
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Pride disdained, |
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Tears by misery drained |
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And the soul they slain. |
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Chorus |
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Like a hurricane, |
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Like a freezing rain, |
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Like a lava flow, |
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Destroying you... |
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Chorus |
