When Freedom Dies
When freedom dies
and liberty falls down to her knees,
And the flag of surrener is risen
before the gates of justice,
and faith, hope, and love
are no longer principals
of our life, out liberty,
and our pursuit of happiness.
when freedom dies
and tyrrany is alive
life has no meanig
life is only of fear.
when freedom dies
and nothing survives
but the darkness
within, nothing remains
but the hope for tomorrow's sun.
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