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Nothing, just nothing Nothing will wipe this heart out And no one, just no one No one will break this frontline We are, we are We are the final ones We are, we are the We are the final resistance

We're fighting to the last Driven by the hate Evoked in us No one will surrender A storm will break the silence This storm will break the silence

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A reign of terror, an age of horror Nothing will remain A promise to the fallen We'll make them feel our pain A promise to the felons You'll never rise again

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Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud. The wind aches like a thousand on my skin, my walk mechanic. My thoughts far away, unable to act, feel numb to the distress. I can't remember freedom, forgot all faces I loved.

o cry for help through the wire, my existence a number on my skin. It will take all my power, my last will to live. I hear the sirens.

Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters -- orders are clear, our tombs already dug. Our names on the crosses. I'm running, no looking back, no feelings at all, will I be free?

Will I be free at last? Will I ever kiss your face again?

The sun will be mine again and I'll feel the rain, feelings return from my body. I can't believe that I'm still alive. Now I remember your face, your words, your smile.

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I know words don't touch you anymore. Weakness, social failure -- an ancient phantom caught your hearts.

Weakness, social failure -- an ancient phantom caught your hearts. Following a leader, selling your souls, you're not above, you're so far below like sheep on the shambles, you're like tools in their hands.

you're like tools in their hands. Given up your existence, your dignity, you'll never take over, never again! Raise my fist, the streets are ours.

Raise my fist, the streets are ours. You'll never bring it down, you will surrender. Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight.

Resistance deep from inside. It burns in our hearts.