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The Ones Who Last

by Great Collapse

on Holy War (2015)

I see the light In Your Eyes
Not dimmed by the blade
Another farmer killed by free trade

How instantly the cameras ignored
the silent witnesses,
the anger absorbed
And now we raise the flag for defense of the earth:
Holding a death,
and holding a birth.
The political puppet masks.
The soldier's tasks.
How are we infected by the culture clash?
Sound system
Aim it at the
cracks In the wall
For these prophets of action,
We answer the call
We dare.

The ones who last
are the ones who
dare in dreaming,
Liberate this class
From this time of crisis
I'll be there.
Love in the great collapse

I see the light in your eyes
not dimmed by the blade.
Another farmer killed by free trade.

Not waiting in line
for the right to protest.
Not accepting the process
to pay for our deaths.
In these forgotten rooms
Are prisoners tithing
But we'll keep rising
Through the puppet masks,
The soldier's tasks.
How are we infected by the culture clash?
Sound system
Aim it at the
cracks In the wall
For these prophets of action,
We answer the call
We dare.

The ones who last
are the ones who
dare in dreaming,
Liberate this class
From this time of crisis
I'll be heresies from profit's treason
The ones who last
are the ones who
dare in dreaming,
Liberate this class
From this time of crisis
I'll be there.
Love in the great collapse

I see the light in your eyes
not dimmed by the blade
Another farmer killed by free trade.
In the shadeless sun,
by the fence where your blood run
We can fight
for generations
all we have to win is this one
(all we have to win is this one)
...is this one!
...is this one!

The ones who last
are the ones who
dare in dreaming,
Liberate this class
From this time of crisis
I'll be heresies from profit's treason
The ones who last
are the ones who
dare in dreaming,
Liberate this class
From this time of crisis
I'll be there.
Until The great collapse
Until The great collapse