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Flint
Flare, scramble up the mountains,
Striving days, quiet nights,
Breathe in the sun, tarry for a while,
For freedom is a myth, knowledge trampled,
Pump man's chest, thumb at his soul,
For a thousand silver has sealed the vessels of...
Striving days, quiet nights,
Breathe in the sun, tarry for a while,
For freedom is a myth, knowledge trampled,
Pump man's chest, thumb at his soul,
For a thousand silver has sealed the vessels of...
