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patria
The sun rises
I see the stripes
Red lashes on a slave's back
I see the stars
One for each conquest
I hear the flag
It says, "Kill."
And i do
And the flag is my shroud
And as i am lowered
Into the land of the freed
And the home of the dead
I hear the flag
Whispering to my children