They detest, they will hate and disown your benevolent heart,
And they shall ignore your being by their eyes;
They will rip out your soul from its singleness apart,
And become deaf to your agonizing cries.
From all that dust, you will rise, my warrior,
With all your sweat and blood;
Your destiny was forged as a righteous saviour,
Who saved us from the hateful flood.

Why do you fall amidst these shackles that have you drowned so far,
Why do you despair on this birth, which isn't your fault for all;
For why do you love the people who have done you nothing but scar,
Who left your harrowing heart to suffer this brutal fall.
From all that dust, you will rise, my warrior,
With all your sweat and blood;
Your destiny was forged as a righteous saviour,
Who saved us from the hateful flood.

You were born as the one, of all equal and brave,
And all your glory lies in your fist,
You don't need their love that you so much crave,
And without their hand you would still persist.
From all that dust, you will rise, my warrior,
With all your sweat and blood;
Your destiny was forged as a righteous saviour,
Who saved us from the hateful flood.

You are the beacon of hope for all who suffered,
You are a warrior with the strength of your bone;
The resplendence of courage to all you offered,
For, there was no brighter light that shone.
From all that dust, you will rise, my warrior,
With all your sweat and blood;
Your destiny was forged as a righteous saviour,
Who saved us from the hateful flood.
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