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great discomfort of a generation tired of the lie 160 more workers dead from gas and exploitation The pigs all acquitted as always laughing by those who serve obey - Uncivilized state reigns supreme - False as usual lives in real impunity where one is always an executioner and never - I say never - condemned... I still don't always write about love but I still dream I dream of Fire, Fire and Flames... Merchant politicians They pretend not to know The siren sounded And the workers went to die Seeee... The half of the air Half of the sun isn't enough for us Half of this life of ours closed inside a mass grave In Marghera we die twice Thank you, journalists and magistrates Thank you, knights of labor In Marghera we no longer dream