The Ones Who Last - Great Collapse

I see the light in your eyes

Not dimmed by the blade

Another farmer killed by free trade

How is instantly the cameras ignored

The silence witnesses

The anger absorbed

And now we raise a flag for defense of the earth

Holding a death

And holding a birth

The political puppet masks

The soldier’s tasks

How are we affected by culture clash

Sound system

Aim it at the cracks in wall

The prophets of action

We answer the call

We dare

The ones who last are ones

Dare to dream it

Liberate this class

From his time of crisis I’ll be there

Love in the great collapse

I see the light in your eyes

Not dimmed by the blade

Another farmer killed by free trade

Not waiting in line

For the right of protest

Not accepting the process

To pay for our deaths

In these forgotten rooms

Are prisoners typing

But we’ll be rising

Through the puppet masks

The soldier tasks

How are we affected by culture clash

Sound system

Aim it at the cracks in wall

The prophets of action

We answer the call

We dare

The ones who last are ones

Dare to dream it

Liberate this class

From his time of crisis

I’ll be heresies from Profit treason

The ones who last are ones

Dare to dream it

Liberate this class

From his time of crisis I’ll be there

Love in the great collapse

I see the light in your eyes

Not dimmed by the blade

Another family killed by work of free trade

In shameless sun

By the fence where your blood run

We can fight for generations

All we have win is this one

Is this one

Is this one

The ones who last are ones

Dare to dream it

Liberate this class

From his time of crisis

I’ll be heresies from Profit treason

The ones who last are ones

Dare to dream it

Liberate this class

From his time of crisis I’ll be there

Until the great collapse

Until the great collapse