Lyrics:
mark kastas ej av en fientlig här Kamp Den slutliga striden rör våra landsmäns medvetande Sanningens dissidenter utgör idag fosterjordens hird Sigr
For the climbed too highers Tearing e strings like ligamenters. For the dissidenters Didn't fall too far From their dominioners. For the caught in
Gør klar til natten mens det stadig er lyst Ligesom månen der sliber/hvæsser sin tand Dissidenter på flugt fra din tiv'lige hær Hvem tjekker
spriten på Själland Kan verka märkligt hur mycket jag älskar myror, folköl, skrapsår och fleecevästar Älskar presidenter, dissidenter älskar främlingar
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