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We rise from the deaths |
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And we are holding our swords |
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Our heart is filled |
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With pride and might untold |
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With our spiritual brothers we shall gather |
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To fight side by side in the mightiest battle |
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And we shall use our mental force for we are transcendent |
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We are gifted with the energy of universe |
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Join our army |
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And fight in this spiritual battle |
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The memory of conquering |
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Still lives in our heart |
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And we daydream a time |
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When we'll be in warfare |
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We have no time to loose |
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Triumphantly we'll awake the flame |
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Its embers lie inside (for a long time) |
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Waiting for this day |
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When we declare war |
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With the purest feelings in our heart |
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With the bitterest memories in wind |
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Why should we forget those whom we hate inside? |
