Great Collapse - The Ones Who Last lyrics

I see the light In Your Eyes Not dimmed by the blade Another farmer k**ed by free trade How instantly the cameras ignored the silent witnesses, the anger absorbed And now we raise the flag for defense of the earth: Holding a d**h, and holding a birth. The political puppet masks. The soldier's tasks. How are we infected by the culture clash? Sound system Aim it at the cracks In the wall For these prophets of action, We answer the call We dare. The ones who last are the ones who dare in dreaming, Liberate this cla** From this time of crisis I'll be there. Love in the great collapse I see the light in your eyes not dimmed by the blade. Another farmer k**ed by free trade. Not waiting in line for the right to protest. Not accepting the process to pay for our d**hs. In these forgotten rooms Are prisoners tithing But we'll keep rising Through the puppet masks, The soldier's tasks. How are we infected by the culture clash? Sound system Aim it at the cracks In the wall For these prophets of action, We answer the call We dare. The ones who last are the ones who dare in dreaming, Liberate this cla** From this time of crisis I'll be heresies from profit's treason The ones who last are the ones who dare in dreaming, Liberate this cla** From this time of crisis I'll be there. Love in the great collapse I see the light in your eyes not dimmed by the blade Another farmer k**ed by free trade. In the shadeless sun, by the fence where your blood run We can fight for generations all we have to win is this one (all we have to win is this one) ...is this one! ...is this one! The ones who last are the ones who dare in dreaming, Liberate this cla** From this time of crisis I'll be heresies from profit's treason The ones who last are the ones who dare in dreaming, Liberate this cla** From this time of crisis I'll be there. Until The great collapse Until The great collapse