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We're the thundering sons |
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We're the undying ones |
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With the power of good |
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Evil has never won |
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With armies from Heaven |
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We have fought with a rage |
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It's all in the rhythm |
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And the fire coming from the stage |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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In the streets every day |
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We search for anyone |
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Who will fight night and day |
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Until the battle's won |
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We trust in our sabres |
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With the words that we sing |
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It's all in the rhythm |
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And the power coming from the stage |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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With armies from Heaven |
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We will fight with the rage |
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It's all in the rhythm |
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And the fire coming from the stage |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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We will rock the hell out of you |
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No |
