| To have a last look behind
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| For our people ther is no remain to be saved
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| Just burn everything behind us, bored that we are to be imprisoned,
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| to be humiliated
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| Concreted in their «god business» civilisation
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| Their deeds are criminal, sly and smelless
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| Programmed from their birth with their own rules
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| Human beings are trapped in an illusion of freedom
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| Since we’ll never live anymore in the prairie
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| With women and children, as we are tied by their morals
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| Since we’ll never live anymore in the forest
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| As we did before, as we are punished by their laws
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| Masters of this scientocratic world
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| Sealed their supremacy by creating philosophy
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| Democracy and christianity
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| They settled the limits of good and evil
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| And kept people in this part of the universe
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| Bastards, rats, wicked!
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| We could have been quiet men, working in the fields for the prosperity of our
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| families
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| We could have been happy in a city inhabited by people having the faces of our
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| culture
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| But today we wear the mask of death and Cernu’s antlers trimm our heads
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| The door opens and we jump into the flames of hell
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| We go forward and kill side by side, as the brothers that we are
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| We’ll fight up to the last for the spirit of our tribe, never fade in the night
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| We go forward and kill side by side, as the brothers that we are
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| We’ll never give up this fight!
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| May the connection happen
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| Let the soul of our ancestors flow in us
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| May we poor their destructive fury
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| May our earth be covered with a red ocean, and nothing survive
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| May we impale their gods and their descendants
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| May our screams destroy their temples
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| May our reign come back
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| We’re the children of the forest
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| We are Cernu’s sons
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| We’re their demons
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| We’re their evil
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| And we are their pain |