| Clench your fists
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| Resist
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| Awoken from the still again
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| Anger is a rigid chain
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| Fastened to our souls
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| And this is not the land we knew
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| Sterile ghosts indentured to
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| The demons of control
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| Hope is a burning fusion
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| Spark of a revolution
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| Now you’re clenching your fists
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| Clenching your fists
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| For the fall
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| Hard is the retribution
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| Spark of a revolution
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| Now you’re clenching your fists
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| Clenching your fists
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| For us all
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| And all that they have taken, killed
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| Those once strong have lost their will
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| Fawn upon the vile
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| So see that flawless has no face
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| Learn that rightness has no race
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| Reclaim, reconcile
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| Hope is a burning fusion
|
| Spark of a revolution
|
| Now you’re clenching your fists
|
| Clenching your fists
|
| For the fall
|
| Hard is the retribution
|
| Spark of a revolution
|
| Now you’re clenching your fists
|
| Clenching your fists
|
| For us all
|
| Clench your fists
|
| Resist
|
| Hope is a burning fusion
|
| Spark of a revolution
|
| Now you’re clenching your fists
|
| Clenching your fists
|
| For the fall
|
| Hard is the retribution
|
| Spark of a revolution
|
| Now you’re clenching your fists
|
| Clenching your fists
|
| For us all
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| We’re lighting up the embers
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| Rising from the dust
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| Clench your fists
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| Resist |