Ballistics of Political Regime

My vision is hidden beneath your eyelids, don't you feel the weight, the meaning. Clearly, we belong, we both are strong, it won't be long before we crumble. But our fight still stands, in our demands. There is true fire fed by furious desire, beliefs on steroids and will to kill. Prewritten patriotic-religious, consequential and potential surrender, of mind and sadistic ballistics of our political, regime will fall, covered in our sweat and, guts, and our win will forever be red- if you know what I mean, follow my lead!! So-brothers and sisters, our plans are clear, and nothing short of boisterous, our, actions will be prosperous, our voices heard. Our true intentions will suffocate those, who affiliate against the truth, our history, will once again rebuild our working class, which will stand tall against the machines of war.