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spring of the era
poem by Song Kyongdong
music by dopehead zo
listen up, you filthy, violent dogs of capitalism the truth comes as the dawn crawls through it will come as a raging fire erupting from life-struggling sites the truth fire burns up the weak heart of us cowardice and idleness will be overcome as the fire of our conscience is lit up like wildfire that cleanses the bare winter field the rats and germs are driven away as the spring of the new era comes where the workers and the people own the world |