🔳 The powerful ones are lusting our submission. But we resist, feed the riot and rise up your fist.
A fire is burning in these days of glory. Keep it lit and believe, to die or to win.
Feed the riot.
To die or to win 🔲
🔳 The powerful ones are lusting our submission. But we resist, feed the riot and rise up your fist.
A fire is burning in these days of glory. Keep it lit and believe, to die or to win.
Feed the riot.
To die or to win 🔲