Ignite - Poverty For All lyrics
[Ignite - Poverty For All lyrics]
Sold by your own october revolution
Out to the streets
To fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old
Against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all but freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine fifty years under the
Communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom is worth it to me
Fighting a revolution
Fighting for human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi the human tragedies
The casualties of the state fifty years
A tragic philosophy fifty years
Collective suffering fifty years
We're the casualties of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Out to the streets
To fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old
Against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all but freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine fifty years under the
Communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom is worth it to me
Fighting a revolution
Fighting for human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi the human tragedies
The casualties of the state fifty years
A tragic philosophy fifty years
Collective suffering fifty years
We're the casualties of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation