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THE LAST DANCE AT THE GALLOWS

THE LAST DANCE AT THE GALLOWS Twelve steps to glory, through the mud and the jeers, I’ve tasted the salt of a thousand years’ tears. The wooden stage creaks under boots made of lead, While the crown counts the price of the words I have said. A neck for the iron, a soul for the sky, The eagle is watching the rebel pass by! I look at the sun for one final time, To kill a tyrant is never a crime! The priest offers mercy, I spit on his cross, Your gain is our hunger, your win is our loss! The blade is falling! DANCE ON THE SCAFFOLD! THE REIGN IS IN FLAMES! FORGET ALL THE TITLES, FORGET ALL THE NAMES! A HEAD FOR THE BASKET, A SPARK FOR THE FIRE, WE’RE CLIMBING THE WALLS OF YOUR GOLDEN EMPIRE! THE GALLOWS ARE BREAKING, THE PEOPLE ARISE, THE LIGHT OF REBELLION IS FILLING THE SKIES! The executioner falters, he drops the cold steel, As thousands of brothers begin to reveal! The daggers are hidden in rags and in dust, A kingdom of iron is turning to rust! The stone of the Bastille is starting to shake, A titan of anger is finally awake! You thought it was over, you thought I would die, But I am the storm in your darkening sky! Freedom... is written... in blood... BREAK THE CHAINS! BREAK THE CHAINS! YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! DANCE ON THE SCAFFOLD! THE REIGN IS IN FLAMES! FORGET ALL THE TITLES, FORGET ALL THE NAMES! A HEAD FOR THE BASKET, A SPARK FOR THE FIRE, WE’RE CLIMBING THE WALLS OF YOUR GOLDEN EMPIRE! The noose is broken... The dawn is here... REVOLUTION!