He stands in the red hall,
Follow his arms, asking you to complete the tasks in his call.
He builds up a high wall,
Worship his charm, the only thing you need to know is his law.
He watches you through ubiquitous eyes
Respect his guide, no one gets a place to hide.
He confronts you with fabricated lies,
Honor his pride, even if he never hears your cries.
He demands that you love the land beneath your feet,
Exhausting your life, only traitors will flee.
He is the eternal obstacle in your fight to be free,
Struggle until you die, while he still stands in the red hall.
He dedicated his life to the revival of the nation for years,
Only,
No country could be rising in swears.
No party could be as great in fear.
No people could be revived in tears.
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