Liar’s Demise

We the disenfranchised, do hereby undersign

Our firm intent against your dire portents

You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.

And wish to reclaim what is thine.

No foul crusade, not media blockade shall save you all this time.

The working class it rises.

You tremble as it wakes, your shallow lies, your thin disguise.

The cold veneer breaks.

You spin a web of lies, yet the party line rings hollow.

A cult of personality that we no longer follow.

And now we have awoken, we see but one solution:

Vive la revolucion.