| Six winds blow as one. |
| They will turn the tide.
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| We are marching on, standing side by side
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| And we’ll carry on until all the fire is gone
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| Blown away, away to lands beyond.
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| Six winds blow as one. |
| They will turn the tide.
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| We are marching on, standing side by side
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| And we’ll carry on until all the fire is gone
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| Blown away, away to lands beyond.
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| Winds blow as one.
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| They try to oppress us.
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| Steal the faith out of our lives.
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| Still they are the flame for dreadful fires.
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| They try to undermine us night by night.
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| Now they are unmasked. |
| They’re full of lies
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| They never learned how to stand as one.
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| And how to abandon fear.
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| We will be their storm-wall closing in.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| find dark blood upon my steel.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| tell them I stood, and never kneeled.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| my soul will be saved and gone.
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| I won’t die in battle.
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| I’ll fly north with six winds blowing as one.
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| They did not await us and the kingdom we will raise.
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| Yes we are their nightmare deep within.
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| They underestimate us.
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| Our faith alive for our freedom and our new life to begin.
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| They will never bring us down.
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| They never rule our life.
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| We will be a tempest rising high.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| find dark blood upon my steel.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| tell them I stood, and never kneeled.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| my soul will be saved and gone.
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| I won’t die in battle.
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| I’ll fly north with six winds blowing as one.
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| What might end and we’ll start again.
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| We will never die.
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| We will be a thunderstorm of life.
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| Six winds blow as one. |
| They will turn the tide.
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| We are marching on, standing side by side
|
| And we’ll carry on until all the fire is gone
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| Blown away, away to lands beyond.
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| Winds blow as one.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| find dark blood upon my steel.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| tell them I stood, and never kneeled.
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| If I die in Battle,
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| my soul will be saved and gone.
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| I won’t die in battle.
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| I’ll fly north with six winds blowing as one. |