the enemy is dead still we ride the kill every soldier;another cross every bullet;another nail(and another) we live to the gunfire pulse and we sleep to the breatof falling corpses swaying to the requiem of the dead as we march to the rhythm of a new world order.
Big Bother welcomes your patriotic ignorance. Purity and obedience,tools of those who will supress Your tears are not a reason,murder is not a defense it's never quiet on the western front War will never end
Your revolution has been tainted,your ideals mangled. All beauty has been washed away in the crimson tide of capitalism. The opressed have become the opressors,protest has become a dirty word But in my eyes, Freedom IS free