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The Conquered Chieftain's Song

I have come from the north
To plead the cause of my people
I would like to be able to threaten you
But you are far greater in strength
I know that I should plead with you
But I am proud, because in my heart I am still a man

Come on and crush me under the iron wheels of your freedom
Break my bones with your clumsy policy
Crush out my breath with your self-serving justice

This is the closely written text of a martyrs death
This is the conquered chieftains song.

Among my people my treasured epitaph;
"Better to die under their hand than to live under it."
But my hearts comfort is not so noble 
And lies more clearly in a simple truth; 
That I was never you.

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