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As I walk through this land, |
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I remember the boys who took a stand, |
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Who stood there strong when things got tough, |
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They would shout and scream at the things that were rough, |
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No weapon formed against them would live, |
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A punch to the face, a kick to the rib |
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Their cause was justice and they strove to be pure, |
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All of hell shook when their knees hit the floor, |
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Never look back never give up, |
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There's someone behind who will pick you up, |
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I got a sword in my hand and |
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I'm ready for the attack. |
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Raise up the flag let them see, |
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Our creed is a symbol for those who are free, |
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We fight against evil, we fight against sin, |
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Our battles not outward, our battles within. |
