In winter
The final broadside
Came without a clue
The picket lines are
Frozen in time
By spring
Economy crashed and burned
Mighty nation turned to dust
It is their way
Control what we say
How we live our life
Martial law tonight
57 have failed us
This is the last one
In summer
Just like apartheid
Segregate again
The camps are full of
Guillotines
All summer
Headless humans
Stack in the street
They really bought guillotines
It is their way
Control what we say
How we live our life
Martial law tonight
57 have failed us
This is the last one
Last winter
For us on Earth
Radiation solid the ground for good
Another falling empire
We are stubborn and cant coexist

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