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Acts of War V: Mother Russian
Hay now, now sing this corrosion Of winter wastes and Red stars white nights And waring tribes a bully on the block To kick you when your down The ones meek and mild But can stand tall n defend their ground. So hay now, now, sing to me a man of fragility Of many means and wants all and nothing more But to have dominion over the land, you wanted a war now you can't win, you have not a war but a massacre A genocide, you are your only suicide If you want a war WE can bring you your war a jihad If the cultural empire strikes You will know war, but why fight return To your frozen land of winter waste before its to, to late Leave this sovereign nation Let your people rise up Throw off the yoke of opposition Put down your guns and turn and run no one will get hurt So sing, now, hay now, now to me of this dominion Sing of a white house in a red square of mother Russia, your dispair Of white wastes, throw down your oppressor As we bring the Rain to wash away his stain You are better than one A little pale pathetic man A man-made of a killer in a high place OH! Mother Russia! Sing down, down, down this oblivion... You have nothing to lose We said it once will say it before Cast down the crown of a ruined nation Time to cast off the chains of subservience Rise up and be free END THIS WAR! Before it's too, too late... for the Ukraine
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