Класс против класса — The Reds - нейровидео

I've seen the dawn in ancient hands

Stone and fire built the lands

Kings and lords drew the line

Fed on labor, drank our time

From feudal chains to factory smoke

Every age, the same old yoke

History's not a drifting dream

It's class against class in the endless stream

They write their laws in golden ink

While we're pushed to the edge, made to sink

But the truth runs hotter than their steel—

The wheel turns, and we can feel…

The gears will break

The chains will fall

The specter rises

It's calling us all

From the mills to the mines

Hear the workers cry

We've got a world to win

And a world to defy

Money talks in a hollow tongue

Old as empire, forever young

They sell our lives by the ticking hour

Dress it up as noble power

But every boss, every crowned head

Stands on the bones of the hungry dead

And every crisis cracks the frame

The system's fire will eat its name

They hide behind their sacred right

But we've got nothing left to bite

Nothing to lose, nothing to sell

Only a future to carve from hell

The gears will break

The chains will fall

The specter rises

It's calling us all

From the mills to the mines

Hear the workers cry

We've got a world to win

And a world to defy, defy, defy, defy, defy

All history…

…is the history of class struggle

The fight of the many against the few

The ruling ideas are the ruling class's chains

But we are the hammer

The gears will break

The night will end

The old world cracks, it cannot bend

Raise your hands, tear the sky

Raise your hands, tear the sky

We've got a world to win

And a world to defy

The gears will break

The chains will fall, and the people will rise

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