Kept away from daylight
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Deprived from all the songs I loved
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These walls may hold my body captive,
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But my soul is attending every sunset
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This is the hardest there was to walk,
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But nothing I regret
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Our death would only be the thing they're praing for,
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Time won't force us to surrender,
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Their crippled freedom is not the one we're longing for,
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As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons,
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Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end
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These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence
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And our scars shall be the seals of freedom
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I know that time heals nothing
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Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant's throne
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I know that our screams will sound out to the world,
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Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom
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These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence
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These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea
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This idea will overcome all walls and fences
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A young man's deeds became an old man's wisdom
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Tree Of Freedom
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Heaven Shall Burn |