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Freedom

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I am the spark in the dark of night
I give the slaves courage to pull at their chains
I am the warrior's cry to numb their pains
From spark to timber, timber to flame
Soldiers raise their fires and shout out my name
Truth is my arrow and Justice is my blade
I am the cause and glory to be made
Heroes blood is the price to be paid
Many souls scrafice onto my altar it's laid
The dawn has come to raise our blades and be
I shine in the slave's eye as he says, "You will never own me!"





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