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Sold by your own
October revolution
Out to the streets
To fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old
Against the Communist regime

The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation

Poverty for all
But freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the
Red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine
Fifty years under the
Communist regimes

The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation

The price of freedom,
is worth it to me
Fighting
A revolution
Fighting
For human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi
The human tragedies
The casualties of the state
Fifty years,
a tragic philosophy
Fifty years,
collective suffering
Fifty years,
we're the casualties
of the state

The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Sold by your own   October revolution   Out to the streets   To fight against the tyranny   In 56' we fought the occupation   The young and old   Against the Communist regime      The sorrow, a so-called liberation   The sorrow, a violent domination   Sorrow, the humiliation   Fifty years, the death of a nation      Poverty for all   But freedom's the exception   The Proletariat, now the   Red Bourgeoisie   The murder, the torture   The terror, the famine   Fifty years under the   Communist regimes      The sorrow, a so-called liberation   The sorrow, a violent domination   Sorrow, the humiliation   Fifty years, the death of a nation      The price of freedom,   is worth it to me   Fighting   A revolution   Fighting   For human rights   The Cheka, the Stasi   The human tragedies   The casualties of the state   Fifty years,   a tragic philosophy   Fifty years,   collective suffering   Fifty years,   we're the casualties   of the state      The sorrow, a so-called liberation   The sorrow, a violent domination   Sorrow, the humiliation   Fifty years, the death of a nation
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