IRC-Galleria

Here are the young men,
here we lie.
Here are the brave men,
here shall we die.

Here we do the labour,
here we do our work.
Here we suffer in our labours,
here we wear our smirks.

Here we are under the one sun,
here we sweat every day.
Here we watch the same sun,
here we hope that they pay.

Here we waste our lifes,
here we do what they want.
Here we don't get a taste of life,
here we do what they can't.