"To The Comrades" lyrics
"To The Comrades"
Who's your brother? Who's your comrade?
Tell me, Father
Do you love them? Do you care for them?
Tell me, Father
I see you threaten them
I see you punish them
I see you jump onto their backs
I see you burn down their house
Tell me, Father
Who's your leader? Who's your liberator?
Tell me, Father
Who's your people? Who's your enemy?
Tell me, Father
Why do you threaten them?
Why do you punish them?
Why do you jump onto their backs?
Why do you burn down their house?
Tell me, Father
My mother is in that house
My father is in that house
I saw them go up in flames
Why do you punish them like that?
Tell me, Father
Who's your brother? Who's your comrade?
Tell me, Father
Do you love them? Do you care for them?
Tell me, Father
I see you threaten them
I see you punish them
I see you jump onto their backs
I see you burn down their house
Tell me, Father
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, Father
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album:
"You're Nothing" (2013)
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