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In frigid grip of winter cold

     and oppressing darkness of the night

thunder sounds as armies clash

     candles yet flicker bright

Tyrants in their power seek

     to distract from problems wrong

turn the people to thoughts of war

     in the hope they’ll then unite

gather rally to his cause

     and his banner will they raise

and forget their dismay

     from their lives of day to day

they cannot see nor do they hear

     of the war so far away

just his words do they hear

     as he proclaims his righteous war

long ago an Army crushed

     distant people in their lands

to seize their freedoms and the joy

     and proclaims their tyrants name

yet their spirit could not be crushed

     nor their hope be seized away

while their breath they did draw

     they did resist with their might

in dark of night or winter cold

     far from the palaces where tyrants reign

spirit cannot be crushed away

     as flickers still candles bright