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Sooner or later the day is coming
Tyrant man shall be overthrown
And the fruitful fields of enemy
Shall be trod by beats alone

Bright will shine our fields
Purer shall it’s waters be
Sweeter yet shall blow it’s breezes
On the day that sets us free

Beats of autumn, beats of winter
Beats of spring and summertime
Harken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time

For that day, we all must labour
Though we die before it breaks
Chains shall vanish from our feet
And the pain from our back

Beats of autumn, beats of winter
Beats of spring and summertime
Harken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time

With glory we meet the end
Faithfully we fall into it’s lap
Smiling we walk against the dusk
With no notion for the past

Sooner or later the day is coming
Tyrant man shall be overthrown
And the fruitful fields of enemy
Shall be trod by beats alone


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