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Sep 15
I will gnaw my feet off to escape you
I will fight tooth and claw
to stop the cruelty you do

Pacifism becomes violent after a while
something must be done now
this country is absolutely vile

If your foot is on my neck I will cut down your legs
you can silence me no longer
My patience has been drunk to the dregs

taking back our land, our rights, the name of our game
IsnΒ΄t it the consequences of your actions??
What a **** shame
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Mouldy Strawberries  under the sky
(under the sky)   
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