Sparks Lyrics

Those destined to agonize
must no longer shed a tear!
Hurt working hands lifting sickles and sticks.
Sweat falls in their eyes.
The mass sees red.
"Property is theft" - The axiom on their flag.
Land for those who work it.
Now we'll take it back.
Four youngsters conspire.
Last details to be set.
Clock strikes midnight...
The four stand steadfast.
Their time has come to sabotage.
Monkey wrenches in hand.
Doors down, windows broken,
dogs and rats released.
Torture ends.
Bombs spread all around...
Laboratory destroyed.
Once again your means to exploit are gone!
Several ones deserted.
Joined the ranks of the Left.
For freedom, equality and justice,
true till death!
Five bank raids in a week.
From harmlessness to threat.
Money is raised for the cause.
The guerrilla is fucking back!
Those destined to agonize
must no longer shed a tear!
Each cell, a spark to burn it down!
The time has come to
take what's ours back.
The time has come to
take our lives back