They slew you in their beastly rage.
Because you dared the struggle Wage
With tyrants and with traitors too—
The traitors feared and so they slew.
Deluded naves! Your lifeless tongues
More potent now in martyr songs
Will trumpet forth the truth until,
The very earth will rock and thrill;
And thrones and states will crash and fall—
And labor triumphs over all.
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So comrades, sleep—your Work is done;
Sleep on! The battle will be won.