Wake up, wake up
My friends
Don't turn the stone.
Motherland needs you
And your voice
Against
Mob-rule.
Raise your voice-
"This is not reform"
It is simply anarchism.
See the shadow-
The sleeper cell,
They are crawling, like the lizard
Crawling everywhere
Towards the chair
Within the bloodstream in our motherland.
Wake up, wake up
My friends
Don't let the sun set
Let stop the fundamentalist.
27/08/2024
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