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Condemned To Rot Alive
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Бесконечное противостояние и борьба народа с властью...
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Произведение «Condemned To Rot Alive», созданное музыкальным коллективом Anthony Driverson, публикуется на условиях лицензии:
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Над треком работали
Александр Чекменёв, Anthony Driverson
Автор музыки
Anthony Driverson
Автор текста
Алексей Евсеев
Исполнитель
Anthony Driverson
Описание
В основу произведения положено бесконечное противостояние и борьба народа с властью.
Текст
Condemned To Rot Alive Our country has betrayed us We are left alone to die No hope for those whose fate is indifferent To the Government Words in politics mean nothing The wider is a smile, the sharper is a knife That is hidden behind the back The prisoners are punished for their crime By court of law But here we are, condemned to rot alive Whose fault? Whose fault? Decisions that I've made were truly mine But orders telling us to cross the line Came from the highest point Meetings in the central streets Some people want freedom Some people want money Some people want changes But no one will listen to their demands Until the shots are fired And then it's too late to promise and to wait for the promised Deeds in politics mean nothing The firmer is a grip, the deeper is a grave That is waiting for your mistake The prisoners are punished for their crime By court of law But here we are, condemned to rot alive Whose fault? Whose fault? Decisions that I've made were truly mine But orders telling us to cross the line Came from the highest point Misled by the government that we didn't choose We are left alone (we are left alone) with our troubles When we stand together - it's a crowd, not a riot No one to lead No one to follow Death in politics means nothing The bigger is a crowd, the stronger is a wish To disperse it with guns and gas The prisoners are punished for their crime By court of law But here we are, condemned to rot alive Whose fault? Whose fault? Decisions that I've made were truly mine But orders telling us to cross the line Came from the highest point (c) A. Yevseyev