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Down in the valley of the river of blood

She was borne to rise up above,

And vanquish all fears and all the shadows

Down in that tormented valley of despair,

And she learnt that to few cared,

But she became from that moment

A leader and a warrior Queen,

Of this who had no hope or dreams

And behind her they’d scream,

Their alligience to her rule

Because she lifted them out their dead pools of lives,

Then help them discover their might,

No longer to be subservient but now to be rule

Their own lives in a way they never knew,

Borne from that valley of the river of blood

She help the oppress to rise up,

And take back their own lives to live.