Walking this high road like warriors from an olden time
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Curse on this land and the days far behind us
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Dragons we¡¯ve slain, rescued many maidens fair
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No man ever dared break our stride
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Or the brotherhood that binds us
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Brothers are we, marching on the roads of time
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From this broken land and the days that defined us
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All men are free, justice is a sword we hold
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Trusting in the knight¡¯s noble vow
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In the brotherhood that binds us
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When the broken are strong
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the beaten are proud
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the twisted can stand
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(Freak the mighty, Freak they mighty)
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When the silenced can laugh
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the hunted have turned
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the tortured are sane
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the blinded still stare
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the poisoned remain
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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When the voiceless can sing
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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And the shackled can run
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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And the downtrodden man holds his face to the sun
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(Freak the mighty, Freak the mighty)
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We¡¯ll be walking high above the world
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Our legend will say, ay ay ay ay ay
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Freak the Mighty...
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The Mighty
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