we are tribeless, and all tribes are ours
we are homeless, and all homes are ours
we are nameless, and all names are ours
to the fascist we are the faceless enemy
who come, thieves in the night, angels of death
the ever moving, shining secret eye of the storm
the road less travelled by we’ve taken-
and that has made all the difference
the barefoot army of the wildreness
we all should be in time
awakened the masses are messiah
here among workers and peasants
our lost generation has found its true, its only home
-emman lacaba
*thanks to Lyka for the video.
Posted on Friday March 5th