Rise
One man leadsThousands follow
He works their hearts
Broken and hollow
Their arms ache and pain
Their backs are burned
Through deathly trial
Their lives are earned
But dawn shall come
On a glorious day
Their chains will break
No more will they obey
Turn away the commands
Given by hateful men
Throw up your arms
They shan't speak again
Join the forces
That guide your kind
By your works
Freedom you'll find
Marching off
To bright new lands
Life will better
Than ever planned
A man chooses
A slave obeys
No more do you serve
Long gone are those days
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