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When L'Manburg falls
when all thats left is an L
will the rebels take a stand
or will it be rebels who fell?

to revolt against a country
they had grown with their own hands
when L'Manburg fin'lly falls
in the end, who still will stand?

When the flag turns to dust
when they meet their demises
a broken country of ashes
will that be what their prize is?

A man in a mask,
The pig with his crown,
The rebel knows his power
as he's spiraling down...

Let a world like that be covered in flowers...
Forget the men and women who fought there for hours

We look down now
on a bench
overlooking what once was mine

We will wait for that time.

All we have now
Is the melody in our ears
and memory in our minds
of when we stood upon that platform
Side by side.

I'm promising you now,
we will sit here when we've won...
We will sing these lying tunes
like before this war begun

When I tell you how I am afraid,
of this path ive chosen and the enemies ive made
And the melodies i knew
Were never true
But then you sang along
to that lying, malicious song...

When L'Manburg finally falls,
when we have wrecked his wretched throne
when the air, at last, is still,
when no more crops there could be grown.

When these questions are answered,
In a week, in a year
No matter what it looks like...
But, when my Manburg isn't here...

I will still remain.
L'Manburg's all I've ever known.
When the blood has finally dried,
leave me well enough alone.

When there is no more Manburg.
There will be none of me as well,
As I stand with L'Manburg...
Even when L'Manburg fell.

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