Rebellion March Song

  Us, we free from sordid lays,

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  Shift foot wayed, the ambush laid,

  In kernel’s sight, rain death raid,

  The thunders sung, as days rung,

  In storm swung, those corpses hung,

  Ruby tiefed, in fire haze,

  Red the ruin, red the rage.