| Blood, blood, bloody night
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| The poor stand up and fight
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| Marquises, kings and all this vermin
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| Hunted up in burning streets
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| Fight, fight, fight with rage
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| Their menials are locked up in cage
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| The spirit of the rebel lives
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| Determined to break free
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| We stand up to break our chains
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| Rulers beware
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| We’ll give you suffer and pain
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| On beggar’s night
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| Riot terminates our pain
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| We’ll catch you in your air
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| You have to pay for your blame
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| On beggar’s night
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| Sin, sin, whip and chain
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| That’s the way they lived and reigned
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| Too many people died in their dungeon
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| Now pain’s too hard if it’s for their profit
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| Beast, beast, go away
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| No reason why you have to stay
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| The wealth you squeezed out of our lives
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| Will become your tomb
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| We stand up to break our chains
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| Rulers beware
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| We’ll give you suffer and pain
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| On beggar’s night
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| Riot terminates our pain
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| We’ll catch you in your air
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| You have to pay for your blame
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| On beggar’s night |