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[truthenki1]

Freedom,
Upon its life the cost of its life is freedom,
For it is ur life, without it one will be a slave, bend to its will upon its enemy and hated ones.
Face ur enemy and and face ur fears, for ur life is at stack, let no one and no thing walk over u or our gods. Shine ur star all so bright as our gods shine there's for thy represents freedom and life.
Let all that is pure and righteous be your freedom and will.
Let no enemy and no will of enemy bend you or ur will for by right you are a god your self given to you by our true gods. Fight and be free'ed once again and for all.
Long live all our gods and goddess forever.
No mercy to the wicked
Hail father Satan