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In Red Battle We Dance

Canvas and lonesome iron I grid the blade

That one day will bring the mighty red flame

Labor that makes the sun look ugly.

For the freedom of thought and our rights

Earth wishes for death for the privileged ones

In Red Battle We Dance

Blood for the bread of our children united

Comrades into sadness-One day we will

All share the same grave. For the freedom of

Thought and our rights in this earth wish for

Death for the privileged ones

In Red Battle We Dance

One day we will all share the same grave.