On this earth, a shadow falls across the ravaged land: Who told you that you are superior to all the other living beings within the multitude of species? Who gave you the right to destroy within a few weeks, what grew for thousands of years? The bodies of a thousand mighty trees lie scattered across the ravished soil. The shelter was turned into a slaughterhouse. Our Mother is being killed but you're too blind to see the blood on your hands.Ī swathe of destruction is left when the machines depart. Our brothers and sisters cry out for help, but we will never ever listen. That world is growing in this minute.“ - Buenaventura Durruti We carry a new world here, in our hearts. The bourgeoisie might blast and ruin its own world before it leaves the stage of history. We are going to inherit the earth there is not the slightest doubt about that. "We are not in the least afraid of ruins. The struggle continues.įor a free humanity, Mother Nature and anarchy. If we fail to break free from this culture of make believe They call it democracy, we call it fascism.ĭegradation and greed for ten thousand years They call it technology, we call it oppression. They call it society, we call it captivity. They call it progress, we call it slavery. The persistence of this world weighs upon our shoulders.Īnd we have been shaped by time and duty to bear it.įor it alienates us from this once living world.
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