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We are the Children of the Union
All hail the Blessed State
And we kill with compassion
Without prejudice or hate
In the cause of The Leader
All hail His Blessed name
As we carry out His wishes
Without any fear or shame
When it comes the time
We do not question why
We march on in faith
And willingly we die
The Children of the Union
We kill without hate
All hail the Glorious Leader
All hail the Glorious State


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