| Rise of rebellion, raising fists, angers ignition
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| A violent reason, marching forward has begun
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| What we have seen is the black of our eye
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| What’s endured by the hope in the sky
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| Bending us backward for the will to break
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| Nothing is left to lose, everything at stake
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| Our self worth, find the will to resist
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| Something felt, down so deep, can’t dismiss
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| Strength of allegiance, we shall stand and defeat
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| Pushing them back again, they’re forced to retreat
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| Absence of state, no fortune, time to rise
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| Down on our knees, nothing left but to despise
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| The entitled take control of majority
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| Penance has come, deprive all authority
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| No Way Out, tyranny’s doubt
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| Run You Down, steal your crown |