Letra de The Strikes

The strikes are held everywhere in the country, working class takes rifles, destroy the rule of capital and adds to those who hasn't got enough. The strikes - what will you do when there're shoot and blood everywhere? The strikes - you can't run anymore, or do you want to become a slave again? There are barricades everywhere in the streets, stormtroop-units are marching through the city. Factories and plants are free from this day, they belong to the power of White Folk The strikes - what will you do when there're shoot and blood everywhere? The strikes - you can't run anymore, or do you want to become a slave again? New banners are on ancient towers, worker is in the shop, and peasant is at the tillage. Faggots are in jails, drugusers are in the hospitals and there're only white faces everywhere. The strikes - what will you do when there're shoot and blood everywhere? The strikes - you can't run anymore, or do you want to become a slave again? Don't forget the heroes, who has fought and died, those, who killed them, are punished. Everyone is given for his deeds and the New World belongs only to us. The strikes - what will you do when there're shoot and blood everywhere? The strikes - you can't run anymore, or do you want to become a slave again?