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Call the thunder,

Awaken the night,

What is the reason,

You choose to fight?

My reason is her,

Shining her light,

She is the source,

Of all my might,

Sadly forgotten,

I know that I am,

Still for her,

I run on the lam,

Else I’d be caught,

And bled so dry,

But for her I stand,

And refuse to die