Lyrics The Ones Who Last - Great Collapse

The Ones Who Last

I see the light in your eyes
Not dimmed by the blade
Another farmer killed by free trade
How is instantly the cameras ignored
The silence witnesses
The anger absorbed
And now we raise a flag for defense of the earth
Holding a death
And holding a birth
The political puppet masks
The soldier’s tasks
How are we affected by culture clash
Sound system
Aim it at the cracks in wall
The prophets of action
We answer the call
We dare
The ones who last are ones
Dare to dream it
Liberate this class
From his 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 killed by free trade
Not waiting in line
For the right of protest
Not accepting the process
To pay for our deaths
In these forgotten rooms
Are prisoners typing
But we’ll be rising
Through the puppet masks
The soldier tasks
How are we affected by culture clash
Sound system
Aim it at the cracks in wall
The prophets of action
We answer the call
We dare
The ones who last are ones
Dare to dream it
Liberate this class
From his time of crisis
I’ll be heresies from Profit treason
The ones who last are ones
Dare to dream it
Liberate this class
From his 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 family killed by work of free trade
In shameless sun
By the fence where your blood run
We can fight for generations
All we have win is this one
Is this one
Is this one
The ones who last are ones
Dare to dream it
Liberate this class
From his time of crisis
I’ll be heresies from Profit treason
The ones who last are ones
Dare to dream it
Liberate this class
From his time of crisis I’ll be there
Until the great collapse
Until the great collapse