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The crimson tears in my cries

Pay the ultimate price

For no other sacrifice

Could be more precise

For my beliefs I die

Wounded, on the ground I lie

My body whispers its sad goodbye

Laws of nature it wants to defy

But no stopping degeneration

Or my love for my nation

My last breaths exhale elation

Knowing the purpose of my creation

Even if others may not understand

Why freedom must be paid by a man??

It’s because of a love for one’s land

I am my country’s number one fan

Even if others might oppose

Why must man shed drops of rose?

It’s because my pride and honor shows

And my patriotism grows

Even if others think it’s wrong

Why must man fight for so long?

It’s because the national anthem is my song

And my flag keeps me strong

Even if others want peace

Why must man be such a beast?

It’s because my country is a piece

Of the puzzle that completes me

Even if others never comprehend

Why such hurt man must mend?

It’s because my country I must defend

And I will fight till the end

Even If I struggle or strife

Even if I leave behind my wife

I won’t regret paying with my life

Because for my country, my freedom I die