The changes are coming,
I can feel it in my vains.
So, where is my army?
Of those who were telling complaints.
Those, who were so ambitious,
And their only problem was - chains.
Those who were completely vicious,
To crucify all existing saints.
The changes are almost around,
And we can do something for real.
So, where is the crowd?
Of those who were eager to build.
To built a new world on the ruins
And to make it much better instead.
Those who were saying and proving,
And never loosing their heads.
The changes are so near
It can be felt in the air,
So, where is the crowd, for real,
Who are tired living in the nightmare.
Of those who were starving and aching,
For freedom and for better life.
And those who were fighting and making,
And were never afraid of strives.
The changes are coming
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