We are the black rose
Let no one doubt our course
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
And freedom will be ours
We are the black-thorned rose
Singing songs for the unsung
Rise up and let them hear our roar
The lowborn's day has come
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A flower shall grow where a peasant's blood flows
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Our lives they have taken all the seeds they have sold

Rise up from the soil we till
Rise up from the soil that they owe
We are the black rose
Let no one doubt our course
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
So freedom may be ours
We are the black-thorned rose
Singing songs for the unsung
Rise up and let them hear our roar
The lowborn's day has come
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For each rose they cut down
Another will grow
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'Til the land is covered with petals like snow

No light in your castles, no light in your gold
Our fight is undying
Our truth will be told
We are the black rose
Let no one doubt our course
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
And freedom will be ours
We are the black-thorned rose
Singing songs for the unsung
Rise up and let them hear our roar
The lowborn's day has come
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We are the black-thorned rose
Let our voice be our blade as one
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
The lowborn's day has come