HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE !!!!!!!!!!!!

With anguished hearts, the revolution begins.
Silence shadows the footsteps on the dusty tracks.
Retribution awaits them for their sins.
It has been delayed long enough, now it won't be held back.

So keep your hearts steady,
And hold them guns tight.
And now that the resistance is ready,
We fight for whats right.

In the underbush, the reverend lies still
Checks his rifle, holds his breath.
And then he's up and away and gone for the kill
He's firing away like the angel of death.

Its in the wind that whimpers
On the cold desert path.
Its in the demons that whisper.
Its in the apocalypse's wrath.
Its in the light that burns from the fire's blaze
It is woken now, and its here to stay.

In the city suburbs,a boy opens his eyes.
Raises a clenched fist, a silent warcry.
They see him standing there, and shoot him thrice.
One last smile in defiance, and then he dies.

Its in the scars of the tortured.
Its in the blood in the streams.
Its in the last words of the murdered.
Its in Ernesto's dreams.
Its in the slogans of the rebels and the anarchist's stare.
Its in the wishes of millions, in the softly uttered prayer.
Its in the songs of victory, silently hummed.
And in the eternal hope that revolution will come.





HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE !!!!!!!!!!!!