I'M THE MADNESS OF THE RECLUSE,
I'M THE THE SIGH OF GRIEF OF A WIDOW,
I'M THE ANGUISH OF THE DEJECTED,
I'M THE SUFFERING OF THE HOMELESS,
I'M THE PAIN OF THE HUMILIATED
WEARY OF BATTLES, I ,THE GREAT REBEL,
SHALL REST IN PEACE ONLY WHEN,
THE ANGUISHED CRY OF THE OPPRESSED
SHALL NO LONGER REVERBERATE IN THE SKY AND THE AIR,
AND THE TYRANT'S BLOODY SWORD
WILL NO LONGER RATTLE IN BATTLEFIELDS
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