Centuries of oppression
They arrived upon the shore, in ages long ago To loot and plunder, to rape and kill
Fueled by fear and hate With guns and spears raised high They stormed the unknown world Profit and fame to win
Every soul encountered Is slaughtered or enslaved All in the name of god And Christian beliefs
Keep up your hopes, live to survive Guerrillas desperate cries Don’t show the hurting, don’t show the pain Times will change, we will remain
Your brought to slavery, when you are caught Just work until you die, by fatigue of sword The slightest fault, will cost your head Or just the attitude that makes you stand out
Along the fields, bodies are packed up high Of those that tried the run and save their humble life They try to break you mind, try to enslave your soul Use you like machine and do what you are told
Keep up your hopes, live to survive Guerrilla tactics for desperate cries Don’t show the hurting, don’t show the pain Times will change, we will remain
Along the centuries, things always seemed to change A saviour for a damaged society Your saviour turns out just to do the same Centuries of oppression, we will remain! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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