The oppression which fled from our fathers of yore,
The oppression which fled from our fathers of yore.
We’re coming, we’re coming, with banners unfurled!
Our motto is Freedom—“our country, the World!”
Our watch-word is Liberty—Tyrants, beware!
For the Liberty army will bring you despair,
For the Liberty army will bring you despair.
We’re coming, we’re coming, we’ll come from afar,
Our standard we’ll nail to Humanity’s car.
With shouting we’ll raise it, in triumph to wave,