Aye, I hope
Aye, I know
Dear Liverpool FC -will rise again.
Awake, O spirit of anfield
The field of the seven gods
Cradle of the three lions.
Take the fire
Light the torch
And claim old glorious -times anew.
Pick your place at the lion's heart
Thou brave champion of champions
The first among many who dared to rise.
You are the one true Red
The great Phoenix of the seven islands.
Aye, do rise
Aye, do rise
The great giant of mersyside
Pride of the North
The Fearsome dragon of England!
You will never walk alone!
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