Living & Wrestling - Bridge Burner | Текст песни

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Pulses race, blood leaks from veins to muscle tissue. Bodies shake from bitter cold. Our eyes, locked upon the police standing stiff as a statue above us from the top of the stairs.

Our hands bleed lead from hours of toil. Our distraught dreams were left to die. Our endless hours all were for shit. And never a time up until now has it been so clear that this cry is for everything.

Our arms are locked--they're the only weapons we own. Our breaths are condensing in the cold winter air as we raise our voices against the violence of the state, with our backs against a world of barren waste (this is all we have to claim), with our backs against the wall. This fight won't end.. It never has and never can. Bound to the end, our bitter hearts will carry on.

We carry on and on, voices floating in the wind..

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