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Upon his will he binds a radiant chain, / For Freedom's sake he is no longer free. / It is his task, the slave of Liberty, / With his own blood to wipe away a stain. / That pain may cease, he yields his flesh to pain. / To banish war, he must a warrior be. / He dwells in Night, eternal Dawn to see, / And gladly dies, abundant life to gain.
What matters Death, if Freedom be not dead? / No flags are fair, if Freedom's flag be furled. / Who fights for Freedom, goes with joyful tread / To meet the fires of Hell against him hurled, / And has for captain Him whose thorn-wreathed head / Smiles from the Cross upon a conquered world.