| I look at the sky as my own
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| And the light always warms my bones
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| But the light brings the dark in shadow
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| And somewhere inside I know
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| It glows in the freezing night
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| The midwinter snow so white
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| In its celestial path in the sky
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| The great Hubnester lies
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| I refuse to fail, to kneel or bow
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| No power in the 'verse can stop me now
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| Leading me towards the dawn of day
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| The stars above illuminate my way
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| My burden an awful load
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| My chest holds a heart of gold
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| In the stories a child is told
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| A legend amongst the old
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| It speaks of a legacy
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| One of me and my family
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| And I burn for their right to survive
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| To be alive
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| I refuse to fail, to kneel or bow
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| No power in the 'verse can stop me now
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| Leading me towards the dawn of day
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| The stars above illuminate my way
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| «Kuma was a hero who saved the world
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| The Legend of Hubnesters fight will be told forever»
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| I refuse to fail, to kneel or bow
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| No power in the 'verse can stop me now
|
| Leading me towards the dawn of day
|
| The stars above illuminate my way
|
| It glows in the freezing night
|
| The midwinter snow so white
|
| In its celestial path in the sky
|
| The great Hubnester lies
|
| It speaks of a legacy
|
| One of me and my family
|
| And I burn for their right to survive
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| To be alive
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| It glows in the night |