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So fly the half-master
If you must
We all know the truth

Claim hurt and pain
Loss beyond all
We have learnt the truth

Stand by the memory
Do your duty
The truth is in our hands

Your silent voice was heard
A choral cacophony
Silence shouting the truth

So stand with them
If you will
Truth freed comes for you