The Torch
Freedom reigns
Terror dies
Master is buried
This is where he lies
Hey! You!
Take up his tool
Take his widow
Create a new people
You are no fool
The Torch
The weapon
So bright
Like heaven
The master
A deadman
Haunts the pages of history
Master has fallen
His captives are free
He`s looking down
On you and me
Praise the God
The creator
As the Master
Once did
Forsake him
He`ll call you traitor