Faces of vice
With dismay you meet the rising dawn, Tired of the endless roam, You've lost your way and there is no return To the place you long ago called home. With a burnt out soul and broken will, After years...
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Stand for the nation brought to knees, Oh the sons of courage, Stand for the land where you were born! Stand for the nation brought to knees, Oh the sons of courage, Stand for the land that you call...
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