March

Look at the sun is rising from the west
This is the end of tyranny, a wind of change
We have suffered enough, we have lived like the sheep
We can't take it any more; oppression makes us suffocate

This is the end of tyranny, a wind of change
We can't take it any more; oppression makes us suffocate

Patience is over, you can't decide my fate
Fuck your religion, there is no god in this place
Patience is over, you can't decide my fate
Fuck your religion, there is no god in this place

Fuck your god

Free to speak and express
Free to think and then act
Free to not believe in your god

Patience is over, you can't decide my fate
Fuck your religion, there is no god in this place
Patience is over, you can't decide my fate
Fuck your religion, there is no god in this place
Gather, march, revolt, get freedom
Gather, march, revolt, get freedom
No god has made us different, so why do we fight?
We are imbeciles, we always believe their lies
It's time we gather, we march, and revolt
It's time we expose their lies to the world
Gather, march, revolt, get freedom
March



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Dag Ingram, Michael Copley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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