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We rose again, fierce and strong. Thought we left? Well, you were wrong. We'll never fall; we'll never retreat. If you stay clean, you'll never be beat. We're a rising force Ready to defend; Our weapon of choice Is the straight edge. True 'til death--the vow we made. Proud and strong--I'll never be ashamed. In our hearts the edge rings true, But I bet I can't say the same for you. You put us down for the path we choose, But we'll have the last laugh, Because you're going to lose From Letras Mania