Our shields are all down
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Nothing can hold them back
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An overwhelming force came for just one reason
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They came with a thousand ships
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And soldiers by the million
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Blasterfire smashed our shields
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They all came tumbling down
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Once they win
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Once they drop their guard
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We will hit them
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We will hit them hard
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This fight is lost
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This fight will end our reign
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But we will return
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Our light will shine again
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Obviously, there is so much
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- so much worth fighting for
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And too few men are left to hold the ground
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- to hold the ground
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Finally it is time ? it¡¯s time to retreat
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Assembling all our forces in our last stronghold
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Stronghold
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Funker Vogt |