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Too many years have passed away
Like leaves at autumnal days

How long do we have to suffer?
How far away is the boiling point?

Where is the sound of majestic horns?
Where is the joy of the spring that fills the fall?

Raped with false illusions,
Killed by saying “no”,
Religion spread by fire,
Into exile forced by sword.

Too many years of silence it has been,
Too much blood has shed with the river’s stream.
Too many years of silence it has been,
Too many broken bones and curved, rusty steel.

My domain taken away!

Scars that never pale,
Tears that fill our soil.
Now it’s time to take back
What was and will be ours.

Let the thunder break the silence!
Hear the coming roar!
Too many years of silence
Feel the carving sores of yours!

Arise and revolt!

In the name of our fathers,
And for the glory of our sons,
We point the swords against you,
The beginning of your end has now begun.

Scars that never pale,
Tears that fill our soil.
Now it’s time to take back
What was and will be ours.

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