| Can you remember how it used to be
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| We were so proud and free, so free
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| Strong and mighty powerful and true
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| Can you remember
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| Now all around us pestilence and greed
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| Famine, hate and war
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| It surrounds us like a black disease
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| Just take a look around us
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| In spite of every upright intention
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| We live and die by the sword
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| It’s second nature, and so the question is
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| Can we learn or will we burn
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| The fall of the empire… What have we done
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| The fall of the empire… It’s the dawn of the setting sun
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| The fall of the empire… can this race be won
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| It’s the fall of the empire… or has the end begun
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| Will the mountains crumble to the ground
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| Will the earth stand still
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| Will we rise a mushroom cloud
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| Will the mountains crumble
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| Can we heed a lesson from the past
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| And put aside our hate
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| Or will we blow ourselves to kingdom come
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| Tell me is it too late
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| Inside of every aronination
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| There is hope that lies within
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| It’s second nature, and the question is
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| Can we learn or will we burn
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| The fall of the empire… What have we done
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| The fall of the empire… It’s the dawn of the setting sun
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| The fall of the empire… can this race be won
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| It’s the fall of the empire… or has the end begun |