As flags are set on fire
People rising from their ashes
Cause they’re burning with desire
To save our brothers from the bullets
The forces and their lies
To carry bodies off the streets
As every mother cries
To march against injustice
And make a final mark
A hymn for all those fallen
A million candles in the dark
People rising from their ashes
Cause they’re burning with desire
To save our brothers from the bullets
The forces and their lies
To carry bodies off the streets
As every mother cries
To march against injustice
And make a final mark
A hymn for all those fallen
A million candles in the dark
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