(11 Agosto 1957-24 Setembro 1993)We live in changing times, when certain thoughts are now a crime. Power flows through an evil pen and freedom’s light in growing dim.
One day if suddenly, I’m forced to take my leave. Will you still carry on, with the things that we believe? One day if suddenly, they take my life away. Will you still be fighting to win a bright new day?
The people who’ve stood against us. They seem to be above the law. With the power to listen into private moments in our lives and the power to come kick down your door.
One day if suddenly, I’m forced to take my leave. Will you still carry on, with the things that we believe? One day if suddenly, they take my life away. Will you still be fighting to win a bright new day?
Our strength has come from ideals many years’ old. A strength that has survived within our blood. A strength our foe has recognized, and sworn to drag it down. He wants to drag our people through the mud.
One day if suddenly, I’m forced to take my leave. Will you still carry on, with the things that we believe? One day if suddenly, they take my life away. Will you still be fighting to win a bright new day?
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