The Marseillaise sung by it's supporters
Lyrics
Arise children of the fatherland, The day of glory has arrived, Against us tyranny's, Bloody standard is raised, Listen to the sound in the fields, The howling of these fearsome soldiers, They are coming into our midst, To cut the throats of your sons and consorts, To arms citizens Form your battalions, March march, Let impure blood, Water our furrows...