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Edit: Typo in the fucking title. Of course.

"Maximilian" You were fine and ungenteel a righteous man, if ever a patriot (had) lived. Though not born to them you loved them still And courageous to the last Fair of hand, and true your word Till your very end You spoke the tongue, to rally the men who would shoot you down Forgave them of their trespasses And fought on with 8000 proud Loyalists, and brothers in arms While outside the gate the siege raged And fought for honor, for the people too though you an emperor, with nothing in common shared uncommon love in the face of fate

Never a truer captain or emperor there ever was Of the mexican state.

How rare! How rare these men in history, who love their duty dearer than their life Through threat of mortal harm, and enemies all around through sickness, and through strife.

Upright they stood, their flame was not no candle could compare. That blazed so bright, these gifts of heaven To light with hope the depths of hells despair.

That good men of good blood, and honor, truth, and strength Will one day rule again And find the world set right once more By the strength the lord endowed within.

To heaven, through the stars, with difficulty, whispering," we will rise again."

[If you want to read about the kind of man he was](http://web.archive.org/web/20210207035721/https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maximilian_I_of_Mexico) Edit: Typo in the fucking title. Of course. "Maximilian" You were fine and ungenteel a righteous man, if ever a patriot (had) lived. Though not born to them you loved them still And courageous to the last Fair of hand, and true your word Till your very end You spoke the tongue, to rally the men who would shoot you down Forgave them of their trespasses And fought on with 8000 proud Loyalists, and brothers in arms While outside the gate the siege raged And fought for honor, for the people too though you an emperor, with nothing in common shared uncommon love in the face of fate Never a truer captain or emperor there ever was Of the mexican state. How rare! How rare these men in history, who love their duty dearer than their life Through threat of mortal harm, and enemies all around through sickness, and through strife. Upright they stood, their flame was not no candle could compare. That blazed so bright, these gifts of heaven To light with hope the depths of hells despair. That good men of good blood, and honor, truth, and strength Will one day rule again And find the world set right once more By the strength the lord endowed within. To heaven, through the stars, with difficulty, whispering," we will rise again."

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