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HYMNY, VLAJKY, UNIFORMY // ANTHEMS, FLAGS, UNIFORMSS

from EP by Gattaca

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Zpocená čela na obrazech vládců, ani zaschlá krev vyhraných válek mě nepřesvědčí, abych se chytla stébla.
Společenství prohnilosti nás nutí bít se do prsou
Ztrouchnivělé kořeny musí už navždy zůstat v zemi
Kašlu na vaše umělé hranice a na pečlivě budovanou nenávist ke všemu, co je jiné.


Sweaty forehead on paintings of emperors nor dry blood of won wars will convince me to catch at straws.
Corrupted society forces us to beat our breasts.
Rotten roots should remain deep in soil.
I don’t care about your artificial borders and carefully nursed hate for everything that is different.

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from EP, released September 17, 2012

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