you say it cant happen it already did peasants and
workers lived back and red they fought with their hearts
and built with their minds anarchist soldiers on the
front lines a stateless society a true liberty passion
and dignity faicnt a rural revolt reclaimed the land poor
farmers replaced cowards who fled collectivized towns
based on mutual aid abolished money built schools lived
autononomously living for hundreds of years on our knees
we fight for the right to live as we please no masters no
slaves no weaker no stronger you wont fuck with us much
longer the seat of my heroes the pain of our tears from
waiting for real life for 65 years they can bury our
bodies but not our dreams
