| Cut down, one by one
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| No sound remains
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| Don’t fear if death finds you, this day
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| Are you with me
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| Let us savor the pain
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| Do you hear the distant sound
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| Calling your name
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| In time, all of us are forgotten
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| The ones that don’t belong to the pages of history
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| But as my forefathers, I take to the open seas
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| And as long before, I follow and don’t ask more
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| Passed down, long before, the stories of old
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| This time, I will not be forgotten
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| I won’t be towed along with the feeble and the enemy
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| But as my forefathers, I take to the open seas
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| And as long before, I follow and don’t ask more
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| Passed down, long before, the stories of old
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| And won’t be called upon |