Revolution

Yes, you may feel yourself caught in a dilapidated system; a system- wasted and weakened.
Yes, the whelps of caliginous confinements, you may be tired of the black time you are going through.
But remember, the morbid day is not ceaseless
And remember, the morbid night is about to pass
A new sun is about to pop out
Tell the enemies of revolution,
The new sun will shine!
Tell the escalators of injustice,
The new sun will shine!

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