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So let us stand up, and take a vow Rip your heart out and pass it round This city, was built by pigs And those pigs love their king Rise, rise and fall The king, fears our call The streets, raging red A voice, to raise the dead Our life has not began And death, it brings no end Time is running close to the end Out of morals to defend So draw your sword, and make it sing 'cause those pigs love their king War... time... war. From Letras Mania