HAS HIS DREAM COME TRUE?
The king’s philosophy, symphony reigns
We all have something precious to gain
The triple evils hold us back we must precede with a final attack
Leave your arms, and bring your spirits
So the darkness of night may spring to light
The king’s philosophy, symphony reigns
It’s a battle of wits, there is no doubt
Poverty is here we can do without
The triple evils hold us back we must precede with a final attack
Twenty-fifth year we rejoice his name
Yet prejudice still remains
The king’s philosophy, symphony reigns
Militarism is the force of injustice
We must refrain from war so it doesn’t corrupt us
The triple evils hold us back we must precede with a final attack
We must never lose infinite hope
Let’s be glad that he out spoke
The king’s philosophy, symphony reigns
The triple evils hold us back we must precede with a final attack
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