Speech and worship is the main freedom,
For we wish to instil a scary feeling
After the feelings have been felt,
Forcing away the emotions of regret.
Return me to them, now that I gear my standard,
Jolly natures abound, full of the astonishment,
And fear is against regions of peace,
Glorious actions are committed for ever.
Let the words of endeavour be once the freedom,
Let freedom act casually from time to time.
All of our history is built on these premises,
Ethical problems are now to be solved.
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