| The nation wakes in anger
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| They stand side by side
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| The idols that we worship
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| Have fallen or have died
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| The truth is now apparent
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| As a cry runs through the night
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| Too late to stop the bloody deed
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| For they have lost their fight
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| Lost their fight
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| Behind its walls a city sleeps
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| Unaware that they have been slain
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| Outside in the distance
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| The enemy plots for its gain
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| The traitor climbs a steep staircase
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| To a tower that stands on high
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| With lighted torch he signals
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| Betraying all those inside
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| The flood gates, they are open
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| By a secret code broken
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| Ten thousand black hooded soldiers
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| Enter like dragons breathing fire
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| Guns that show no mercy
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| Forged from the devil’s own fire
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| For in this dark and evil night
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| There were many born to die
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| Behind its walls a city sleeps
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| Unaware it’s been slain
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| For in this dark and evil night
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| There were many born to die
|
| The nation wakes in anger
|
| They stand side by side
|
| The idols that we worship
|
| Have fallen or have died
|
| The truth is now apparent
|
| As a cry rings through the night
|
| To late to stop the bloody deed
|
| There were many born to die
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| There were many born to die
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| Born to die
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| Many, many born to die |