Red flags flying
Over this nation
You are but nothing
But a cogwheel in a
Great machine
Red sharks are hunting
Hunting the traitors
Hunting the loose tongues
That speak up against the
Common good
This place is for no man
Only for all men
For the collective
For us all but not fir
Yo alone
All men are equal
All men are void
The individual must
Bes destroyed
To think for yourself
Is a capital sin
You fight a war within
To escape from gulag
To rise among thoe
Who kneel
To escape from gualg
Walls on the outside
Walls on the inside
Walls that are guarded
Guarded by the
Selfness saints
To lay on the altar
To die fro my brothers
As they die for me
No one there to rescue
The great honour
There's always one man
Wh's slightly better
Just slightly more good
Of course he must stand
Above the rest
We're blind without him
Because we are nothing
We need his guidance
To be more collective,
More just like him
