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Songtexte: Týr. Hall Of Freedom.

Brother it breaks my heart
How this could be your part
Chains of a tyranny
Left you in poverty, famine and despair

Ill are the tidings too
Freedom comes not for you
Though I would rather stay
War is the only way, evil and unfair

Forward, we all have the right to be free
Freedom, raise your sword for everyone to see
Fearless, warriors will fight till they fall
Fallen, thousands have been written on the wall
Forward, we all have the right to be free
Freedom, raise your sword for everyone to see
Fearless, warriors will fight till they fall
Farewell, after all we gather in the hall

Hall of freedom
Hall of freedom

Brother your burden weighs
Only to darker days
If we can not supply
All we have done will die hungry and alone

Shelter and food indeed
Freedom is what you need
Much as I hate to say
War is the only way freedom's seed is sown

Forward, we all have the right to be free
Freedom, raise your sword for everyone to see
Fearless, warriors will fight till they fall
Fallen, thousands have been written on the wall
Forward, we all have the right to be free
Freedom, raise your sword for everyone to see
Fearless, warriors will fight till they fall
Farewell, after all we gather in the hall

Hall of freedom
Hall of freedom