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Marching shoulder to shoulder, a symphony of might, Against the tide of injustice, bathed in freedom's light. Abernathy and King, a brotherhood so strong, But shadows creepin' in, where they don't belong. HOOK Brothers in arms, fighting side by side, Now they're trading blows, nowhere left to hide. The dream deferred, the legacy stained, By whispers and shadows, a bitter, cruel game. Whispers on the wind, of secrets long concealed, A breach of trust, a wound that will not heal. The weight of history, a heavy burden borne, As loyalty crumbles, and friendships are torn. Brothers in arms, fighting side by side, Now they're trading blows, nowhere left to hide. The dream deferred, the legacy stained, By whispers and shadows, a bitter, cruel game. Bridge The echoes of the past, a haunting refrain, Of unity shattered, and a legacy in vain. Can forgiveness bloom, where anger once did reign? Or will the wounds fester, and the pain remain? Brothers in arms, fighting side by side, Now they're trading blows, nowhere left to hide. The dream deferred, the legacy stained, By whispers and shadows, a bitter, cruel game.