frunze, 86 - The Fallen Lord | Текст песни

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• frunze, 86
• The Fallen Lord

Praise the fallen lord,
the tyrant of our lives.
The cruel hand is for control.
He, who despises you.

He, who degrades,
he, who always wins,
he, who commands,
he, who destroyed you.

The shamed nation swallows a dust.
The revelation of the dead traitors' eyes.
The broken fates, the years of darkness,
the thirst of freedom, the search of light.
We are free now, we are free now,
but we are scared of the dead tyrant's might.

The dead tyrant's might.

The Sun won't shine for us.
We are enslaved forever,
we are cursed and still blind.
The cowardice is in our hearts...

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