Christone Bartener - Hammer For the Left lyrics

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Christone Bartener - Hammer For the Left lyrics

There where the Heavenly future had to be There where for your own good you will cover with moss Where's the freedom of speech and everyman is free Suddenly the blue sky became red because Every general called his army yet To the mobilization immediate Just in case implemented the martial law Of course your descriptions are already drawn Because in the world you live in full of hate Today in your mind by the regime enslaved New though lighted so they must to create New convict list of persons to delete But now it's too late to sit shying Now it's too late to sit shying Falsehoods and slanders and cynical games Thieving sotnya in all zones Traitors and cowards framed into frames Democracy breaks minds, communism breaks bones World in peace but war goes on And everything's feeding you on The political correctness At the free misleading press You may be distrustful you may think twice But when you will open your eyes You'll understand how many lies You've swallowed down though you were wise You can't only looking decrying Can't only looking decrying People who fight for equality Are fighting for dominance You're getting out of their way but someday you will see Where lead you the extreme tolerance Old hippies dressed in suits and ties Preparing way for Antichrist The youth will show its gratitude Traitors will drown in own blood At first they will be laugh at you Later they will be ignore you Next they all will be fight with you In the end they will serve you Then keep your smile when they will be dying Keep your smile when they will be dying So let us break these flags from walls Against dark times hope lies in us There's no crises but only results And there's no price to buy us Prostitutes in governments Have sold us for money of sheiks They told us "Be docile" but we laughed 'Cause d**h arriving on the raft So blessed the young in youth who hears Look unyielding at effeminate tears Because in five or fifteen years World will belong to desert queers They'll cut our heads before we start crying Cut our heads before we start crying