| Feed the hindu dirty water
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| With the blood from the sacred cow
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| And what you gonna feed them now?
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| 200 years without respite
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| 200 years, yeah, we’re always gonna fight
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| And what you gonna feed them now?
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| From udam singh to lakshmi bai
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| Spirit lives on and on
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| So don’t forget what they did to you then
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| And don’t ever let it happen again…
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| Happen again
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| And now the scars don’t hurt so much
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| And you can forget what you did to us
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| In this utopian imperial world
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| And all the names, the pillages and the pain
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| From the black
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| In my eye to the blue in my veins
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| Spirit lives on and on and on and strong
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| So hold on to what you are
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| They’ll never steal what you really are |