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Oh glorious land
That we have shaped, with weary hands
Oh merciless seas
That we have sailed, on bended knees
Oh great walls of stone
That we have built, on shattered bones
Oh winter nights of black
That we’ve endured, on broken backs

Chorus
We raise a glass and sing
Our voices echoing
Throughout these halls
We laugh and we dance
But we will never forget
What our history holds
Home...

Oh dreadful dark
That we’ve lit, with weary hearts
Oh ancient trees of old
That we have felled, on bloodied soles
Oh endless stormy skies
That we’ve survived, with tired eyes
Oh mighty mountain range
That we have scaled, with fire in our veins