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Dying on the battlefield

With your brothers by your side

Dying for what you believed in

Burning silently in pride

For your ideas you've been burned at the stake

Killed by past gaggers for being awake

Prisoned and tortured for thinking on your own

Got your tongue chop off and broken bones

No pain shall ever stop a free thinker

Nothing can stop the spreading of fire

When something comes to an end something else starts

There's no better death than being killed by your art

Dying on stage