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Our will is the mother From the saints to the blasphemers
Time leads the proud ones Instead of the poor in spirit
We want to embrace We want to smile
We can do anything We are wishing for changes
The light of the utopias failed Verbosity subsided
Prejudices of the centuries Are burning down in the oven
All that was before us Was only a prologue
To find the keys From our fetters
We'll destroy all the walls We'll break through
We'll break the system At any price
Our thoughts are like the flames And their fire is feeling
By the young bodies For we want it this way
For it will be our way! Scattering millet
On the roads of dawn Touching the heights
In the dust of the universe It is only our right
Is infinite and holy No gods no masters
There's no need in crutches Drawing the curtains
Getting away from the lies We're good and healthy
Hot and fresh Darings are listen
Near the primordial roots We delve into the ground
To return stronger For we want it this way!
For it will be our way!