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 BATTLE HYMN OF TOIL

Onward! Onward! Onward!
 * 'Till the toilers all are free!

Forward! Forward! Forward!
 * Death! Death! Death or Liberty!

Lo! the little children hung'ring 'midst the plenty of the earth, Lo! the mothers agonizing that they ever gave them birth; Lo! the slaughter of the lovely and the murder of the just, And the blinding of the soul-sight by the lords of gold and lust! Onward! Onward! Onward!
 * 'Till the toilers all are free!

Forward! Forward! Forward!
 * Death! Death! Death or Liberty!

We, the miracle performers, working wonders with our toil, We are strangers in our countries, we are aliens on their soil; We are beggars, tramps and vagrants, and we live and die a slave, Tho' the treasuries are bursting with the wealth our labor gave! Onward! Onward! Onward!
 * 'Till the toilers all are free!

Forward! Forward! Forward!
 * Death! Death! Death or Liberty!

Let us rise and march, my comrades, to the song that Freedom sings, Let us hurl a MAN'S defiance in the ashen face of kings; Let us rise as one and gather 'round our war flags, flaming red, 'Till the whole world shakes and trembles to the thunder of our tread! Onward! Onward! Onward!
 * 'Till the toilers all are free!

Forward! Forward! Forward!
 * Death! Death! Death or Liberty!

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