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Get ready get ready get ready This is a struggle and the fight must begin Somewhere over the Galaxy It's the land that we call aloneIt's the wind that we call our own The underworld peace were world Is travel to the top to the bottom Free all people from the slaves Three are people's phone What a hard shield My father Can you hear me We got We are people that sell for me From high to low We must come together In fight In What a struggle