Letra da Música In Love With George Orwell de Third Estate

the enemy is dead
still we ride the kill
every soldier;another cross
every bullet;another nail(and another)
we live to the gunfire pulse
and we sleep to the breatof falling corpses
swaying to the requiem of the dead
as we march to the rhythm of a new world order.

Big Bother welcomes your patriotic ignorance.
Purity and obedience,tools of those who will supress
Your tears are not a reason,murder is not a defense
it's never quiet on the western front
War will never end

Your revolution has been tainted,your ideals mangled.
All beauty has been washed away in the crimson tide of capitalism.
The opressed have become the opressors,protest has become a dirty word
But in my eyes,
Freedom IS free