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Texty: Testament. Souls Of Black. Seven Days of May.

Put your life on the line
To hesitate is a waste of time
No giving in to repent
Unto the system of the government

It's called the people's republic here
The propaganda so sincere
Oh, what a joke and a blatant lie
From criminals ranking high

Born a political prisoner
Raised outside of the law
I'm gonna keep on fighting
Until I die for the cause

Put an end to hypocrisy
Lead the way to democracy
No longer will be play the fool
To brutalized military rule

They started forty years ago
We never could sky yes or no
A million souls make our voice
We want the right to make a choice

Born a political prisoner
Raised outside of the law
I'm gonna keep on fighting
Until I die for the cause

Freedom, freedom calling
Out from the pain
Freedom, freedom falling
Seven days of May

They tried to show a peaceful path
Then it turned into a bloom bath
In the square they plan the game
That's when the thanks of the army came

They called the murders minimal
Described their victims as criminals
Dead souls like you and me
Who only wanted free society

Born a political prisoner
Raised outside of the law
I'm gonna keep on fighting
Until I die for the cause

Freedom, freedom calling
Out from the pain
Freedom, freedom falling
Seven days of May