| When anguish holds your soul dejected beaten to a pulp
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| Trampled bruised and broken, scared and cut open
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| Face the dawn and choose, succumb submit to the abuse or
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| To give you gift like a fist in the face of failure
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| Gaunt with pain and grief, when defeat tests self belief
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| Will you stand and defend, scars will heal, woulds will mend
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| Face the dawn and choose, succumb submit to the abuse or
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| To give gift like a fist in the face of failure
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Flames of failure and defeat
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| Forges that supreme and elite
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Unshaken by suffering
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| Eagerly awaiting the morning
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Arise from the dirt unbeaten
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| Stand strong, sure and defeat them
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Rise, rise stand up and fight
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| Back up from where I had fallen
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| Composed and waiting, proudly standing |