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54 lines
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All my life I've been fighting fear
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Been dragged and buried in this world alone
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The sounds of thunder I could always hear
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Had me feeling so sick I called this hell my home
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I left my love and everything behind
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I know where I'm going
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Won't be turned around
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Until it breaks I'm holding down the line
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'Til we are free from the marching sound
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I know what is true
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I know what to do
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and I'll see it 'til it's through
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Hold your battleground
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Where the hammers sound
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Hold your battleground
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'Til the final round
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I'm young and fearless
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With a fist of stone
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Learned to stand on my feet
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But this is not my land
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I've seen my reflection and I'm not alone
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We'll take it all instead of what we can
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We know what is true
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We know what to do
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and we'll defend it 'til it's through
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Hold your battleground
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Where the hammers sound
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Hold your battleground
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'Til the final round
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Until we are free
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We won't be moved or be turned around
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Until we are free
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We'll keep on rising to the marching sound
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The marching sound!
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Hold your battleground
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Where the hammers sound
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Hold your battleground
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'Til the final round
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__________________
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Name Battleground
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Artist The Last Internationale
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Album We Will Reign
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Original text by The Last Internationale
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