Arise, the workers of all nations!
Arise, oppressed of the earth!
For justice thunders condemnation;
A better world's in birth!
It is time to win our liberation.
Stand up, you slaves -- no more in thrall.
The Earth shall rise on new foundations;
We, who were nothing, shall be all!
|:This is our final battle,
Let each stand in his place.
The Internationale
Unites the human race.:|

We see through their disinformation:
Designs to turn us into war.
But soon, the soldiers in formation
Will break ranks and fight no more.
And if those cowards think it's their right
To sacrifice us to their dream,
They'll see the power of our own might;
It's time to end the old regime.
|:This is our final battle,
Let each stand in his place.
The Internationale
Unites the human race.:|

Just we, the workers of the worldwide,
The greatest party of labor,
To own our planet have a true right;
But the parasites -- never!
And should kings and thieves reclaim possession,
Over mankind, our land and sea,
They shall be met with the aggression
Of those who know they can be free!
|:This is our final battle,
Let each stand in his place.
The Internationale
Unites the human race.:|

*wipes single tear from eye* good praxis

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What's with you and never using the reply button?
'Tis a beautiful tune, indeed.