Red Suburbs
Let the Masks Fall
Suburbs
We will never know,
What we really are
What remains today
Of the madness of men
Terrible madmen,
A taste of perdition
The rage of youth
Through metal and concrete...< br/>On the tarnished vestiges
Of this land of men
What remains today
To the filthy young people that we are
Only a wasteland,
As far as the eye can see
Memories of human stupidity
And of a fallen society...
Suburbs we are,
And suburbs we will remain
Against the madness of men
And against all oppressions
Suburbs we are
Suburbs we will remain
Against the madness of men
Always we will stand...

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