Story Behind the Song
This song was recorded in our rehearsal room on the 17th of june 2002
Lyrics
A country, suppressed by authority
A dissenter, only a minority
Opposing, the forced regime
All ending, in a violent stream.
Who are you, to control my believes.
Take away my freedom, like some fucking thieves.
To tell me, which heaven to enter
I am the one, called the dissenter.
All that dare, to speak up loudly
All that express, their opinions proudly
All that feel, the need to rage
All that risk, to end in a cage
Who are you, to control my believes.
Take away my freedom, like some fucking thieves.
To tell me, which heaven to enter
I am the one, called the dissenter.
In some places the freedom of speech
Seems more a privilege than a right
Total domination of people’s lives
Except for the ones that are willing to fight.
A prison, filled with innocence
A life, filled with violence
A believe, not of my own
A future, ready to be blown.
Who are you, to control my believes.
Take away my freedom, like some fucking thieves.
To tell me, which heaven to enter
I am the one, called the dissenter.
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