L'Unternationale
Click to viewArise, you legions of the damned,
Arise, you wretched starving slaves,
Exploding reason is at hand,
‘Tis the final end of days.
History will reach the zero hour
As the filthy masses rise.
The world will be debased and scoured
As the losers claim their prize.
Armageddon calls
Let the order be replaced
The Unternationale
Will win the human race
There is no heavenly salvation,
No god nor man upon a throne,
To put an end to deprivation,
We must toil as one alone.
There will be no punishment eternal
For the greedy parasite,
Unless we build our own inferno
To extract what's ours by right.
The state will strangle you cheat you,
The taxes bleed you til you're white,
The rich will famish you and eat you
While they speak of human rights.
Nevermore will we let them bite us
With their gnashing vicious jaws,
We'll kill the parasites who blight us
With our unternatural claws.
The great grotesquery of cowards,
The lords of industry and oil,
Have nothing there behind their power
But the might of stolen toil.
It is buried deep in their foundations,
All the capital we've made.
The time has come for reparations,
Let us start the last crusade.
With poison they intoxicate us,
With war they murder us at large,
With hatred they indoctrinate us,
Let us now return the charge.
If these cannibals insist on shooting,
Let us bravely aim and fire.
But the ones we should be executing
Are the ruling class vampires
The melting pot will come to boil,
The bottom rises to the top,
And those who do not till the soil
Will be denied to reap the crop.
How long the vultures have devoured,
Our human flesh and blood.
Their carrion will come to power
In the revolution's flood.
Armageddon calls
Let the order be replaced
The Unternationale
Will win the human race
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from The Unternationale: The Fourth Unternational, released September 11, 2020
(Words: Kahn & Psoy / Music: Pierre de Geyter, Arrangement: Kahn & Psoy)