Living On Borrowed Time - Ian Stuart

From a window, directing dreams

You just ignored your people s screams

You were a king, and she was your queen

One more dictator in the corrupt East

Then came the rise of the common

Man

His one strength was the love of his land

Stood against bullets, as the clubs rained down

Swore to bring the revolution around

You were living on borrowed time

It s time to run

You were living on borrowed time

Your time has come

You never thought they would win

The day

Against the dreaded Securitarte

Hidden tunnels and deadly lead

To you it didn t matter if the people got fed

Marxist ideals leave a bitter

Taste

But you didn t close every door in your haste

Freedom s foot was jammed in the door

And now you re losing a bitter war

Instrumental break

Your bloodstained flags are

Tattered and torn

As a another power-base is newly born

Your evil empire came a tumbling down

The seas closed in and your power drowned

Well Elena and Nicolae*

How does it feel now it s time to die?

You never thought you d hear the reaper s call

Shot to bits against a bloodstained wall

For red scum!

Leader 1947 — 1989