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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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