Lost all I've got –
I'm not afraid of prison.
Tonight I start
The end of propaganda season.
When there is no other way to stop it,
Then you jump upon the stage – to...
Burn – their houses!
Burn – their heads!
Burn! Don't worry:
We're already dead!
Burn – just do it!
Burn – don't think!
You must waste it!
All the gasoline!
My life is cheap –
The dynamite is cheaper.
Death seems to sleep,
The world needs more decisive reaper.
When somebody feels himself unpunished,
Then the lighters start to talk – so...
Burn – their houses!
Burn – their heads!
Burn! Don't worry:
We're already dead!
Burn – just do it!
Burn – don't think!
You! Must! Waste it!
All the gasoline!..
Burn
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