Crimson North

I knew it, that's right
War's coming, tonight
Or tomorrow we don't know
I guess time, will show

Too late, to stop
Solution, is not
Those asians are insane
They all look the same

Should we be afraid of dying
Something must be done
Will Uncle Sam save our asses
With his machine gun

Wasn't there enough of this bullshit!

Bombs and rockets
But empty their pockets
Isolation is there great
So they're out of date

No power at night
No freedom in sight
Poor people of this land
They could use a hand



Credits
Writer(s): Filip Souček
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