Eläköön anarkia ja veriset vaatteet! Songtext
von Unknown Subject

For all those, dreaming these dreams
Of freedom and tyrannicide
Where all new questions lead to an old dilemma
Of how to fight monsters, without turning
Into a monster oneself?
As obviously so seems to be my fate
But I′m about to jump into the flames of insurgence
Where the voiceless claim their say

What would then be the use of a manifesto?
"With only questions, no solutions at all"
Written in a language so foreign
That words would fall deaf upon their ears

It's the problem with words
The writing of which
Wouldn′t require a blood sacrifice
Innocent blood to be drawn


So, there it is! The dismal conclusion
That violence is the universal language
Every animal is able to speak and understand
And, as sad as it might sound, for most of us the only
Thus getting oneself heard
Requires mastering these linguistics

The art of the tyrant's tongue
Dialect of monstrosity
How a desperate scream
Is morphed into a command!

Kytee syömmessäin raivo!
Välkkää vihan valkia!
Apoteoosini kipinä ja tahto sytyttää maailma paloon!
Jossa vihdoin poltetaan elävältä eilisen opit
Ja vihon viimeinenkin usko ihmiseen!

Eläköön anarkia ja veriset vaatteet, saatana!
Anarkia, veriset vaatteet ja Saatana!