To our victory sublime,
let the bells begin to chime!
In the fields where battles rage
loose our wild might from its cage;
sweep the tyrants from the stage!
Let the bells begin to chime!
With a righteous cry and hue
let us give this scourge its due.
Then our struggle will be through;
to our victory sublime!
Let the rotten timbers fall,
knock down that restraining wall!
Heed the freedom fighters’ call:
let the bells begin to chime!
In the place of greed and hate
we will share in this new fate.
let the whole world celebrate:
to our victory sublime!
Where once evil sought to rule,
let us teach from a new school.
No more will we play the fool;
let the bells begin to chime!
Let the struggle’s record show
the end of the status quo.
What comes next? We do not know.
To our victory sublime!
Who will lead us now, for good?
Who decides who can, or could?
Will we vote now, as we should?
Let the bells begin to chime.
What direction will we go?
Who do we trust ought to know?
We have no idea, so
to our victory sublime!
To our victory sublime!
Let the bells begin to chime!
28 APR 2025
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