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In the darkest hour of mankind

During winter he was born

And his life already written by false fate

The times were hard, no food, no fire

Nothing there one could desire

His father was a servant

And his mother was a maid

He grew up to be a young man

On the fields with no reward

Working hard from early morning till the night

But one day he just felt a power

Ran so fast and climbed the tower

He just felt salvation

Far away he saw our sign

And he joined our holy circle

Screamed so loud, he was reborn

And he knew that he was part now

Part of the hero's storm

It's a hero's storm, storm, storm

It's a hero's storm, storm, storm

We're marching on and on and on

Hero's storm

It's a hero's storm

We will fight against oppression

For the right of living free

We're a union of the ones with hopes and dreams

Come sing our songs and raise your voices

Show them that you made your choices

We have found our leader

He's the one to bring us peace