Defiance

Sothis

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    Distraught fathers of forgotten sons, now band together in defiance
    We stand undimed defiant of oppression abidingly abhorrent
    One from many of many one fathers of sons and wives abandoned
    Our enemies destined to die suffer attrition disease and famine!

    Tonight black boiling clouds obscure the dappled starry sky
    The constellations remain hidden from my eyes
    The bleak forewarning speaks of our demise
    We shall mourn our king or sacrifice our mother!

    Messenger of the wretched bastards envoy that seeks surrender
    Wallow down in the earth and water for what you seek you can dig it out yourself
    Side by side we stand, my brothers do not wish for foreign things
    Weapons in hand never surrender Molon Labe come and take them!

    Defy the raining arrows as they blot out the sky
    So much the better we shall fight beneath their shade
    Four days awaiting for the cede that never comes
    And on the fifth ten thousand cowards to the slaughter!

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    Arise the cliffs, climb high the sea, it mocks us from below
    The hot gates, our only allies we defy
    The second wave, our foes drop down one by one
    Over the mountain of the dead, they crawl only to die!

    Saturated in sweat and blood
    We stand with our brothers beneath the flood
    Defiant in strenght, honor and pride
    The flames of hatred burn behind our eyes!

    One last stand only we remain
    With hands and teeth we defend our domain
    Raining arrows, we meet our demise
    From the depths we scream our last cries!

    Traitor, we fall by your poisoned words
    Betrayer, you our blackest nightmare!

    Clandestine council at dawn
    Were left behind to stand and fight
    Mourn now, cursed oppressor
    We claim your brother's blood tonight!
    We stand with your leader and brother
    We fight with you with our last breaths, brother!
    Forty years you return to mother
    We remain eternally, we lie, we lie!

    The blood of fifty thousand fallen
    Stain our spears, our faces, our hands
    The air still overwhelmingly
    Thick with the acrid stench of the dead
    Epitaph of the fallen
    Eternally our pledge remains
    Go tell our brotherss pesserby
    That here by their law we lie
    We lie!

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