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Bite your tongues, Still your hearts! Let not a voice be heard! We honor here These brave, who spent Their tears, as they're interred.

Pray: Yea, though we walk through this valley of death, We walk with our souls and throats held high. Patriots daring to kneel here are bless'ed. While the craven commit matricide.

Let all voices be heard!

Freedom! Now! Freedom! Forver! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!

Ground the children Well in this, Let not one stray be spared, Or this dominion Earned of our blood Will jade and disappear.