The battered knight stood upon the hill
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He catches his breath for a moment while everything is still
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He's battled for days, he knows he hasn't much left
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He knows his end is coming, yet he'll die with no regrets
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Against the injustices of his land
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He'll see the reigning guard die by his hand
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If he fails at least he dies trying
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For his ideals it was worth dying
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The farmer stood beside the knight
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Armed with a pitchfork and a scythe
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He didn't want to pay his taxes anymore
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He was sick of seeing the rich feed off the poor
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The collectors came and tried to rob him blind
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He refused to pay his taxes, they called it a crime
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He ran them off, sent them penniless without a thing
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He was the first man not to pay the king
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Chorus:
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It's the last act of defiance
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A union against the king and the crown
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Side by side they would die together
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United together to bring the system down
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Together in unison they marched on the king
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With a roar outlawed songs they would sing
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The revolt is in motion, they have to be brave
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For they'd rather die as free men than to live as slaves
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(Repeat Chorus) x2
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Last Act of Defiance
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Bound For Glory |