Blood and Chains

Verse 1:
In the year of shadows, eighteen twenty-two,
The streets ran red as the fires grew.
They spoke of freedom, but the price was pain,
A nation born in blood, forged in the chains.
Chorus:
Blood and chains, the price we paid,
In the darkest night, our fate was laid.
Through war and death, we took our stand,
Freedom stained on this haunted land.
Verse 2:
The cries of the fallen echo in the ground,
The weight of history in every sound.
A thousand lives lost to break the reign,
But freedom came wrapped in the cloak of pain.
Bridge:
From the ashes, we rise, but the scars remain,
A legacy written in blood and disdain.
No glory, no peace, just the ghosts of war,
Haunting our nation forevermore.
Chorus:
Blood and chains, the price we paid,
In the darkest night, our fate was laid.
Through war and death, we took our stand,
Freedom stained on this haunted land.
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