Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets
The wind of revolution screams: ";come on do it";
Hey, looking at this rawness upon us
Makes sick soldiers enter the darkness
Begin a circle around the center
Of power then break down the whole tower
The winner will be the man
That grabs the steel by the hand and pulls the damn trigger
The Winds Of Revolution
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