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                  Children Of Freedom

In the silence of Finland, among the shadows of the Turing we hear
And a Linus howling hungry to wake up OS of the Gods
The cult that serves as revenge
Has put forward its fangs to declare a fucking war
Only calmless spirits of *NIX are passing by
The altars of software where everything but stability and freedom is a lie (M$ is a lie)
To spill M$ blood to become our wine
We'll reborn reality where only the opened will survive

(Die M$!)

The clash of wickedness Penguins in the armor and our eyes are red
We have gathered our soft to praise the triumph of proprietary shitwear death

Open Software, angry are rising
Just working, M$ slaying with a sense of desire
From the twilight of the past, (among) the shitwear who died
Something opened has survived


Only calmless spirits of *NIX are passing by
The altars of software where everything but stability and freedom is a lie (M$ is a lie)
To spill M$ blood to become our wine
We'll reborn reality where only the opened will survive


(This is something awesome, I find your fears
We have gathered our digital souls to watch proprietary shit death
You'll obey the Open Source
You'll become one of us
Hackers)

Open Software, angry are rising
Just working, M$ slaying with a sense of desire
From the twilight of the past, (among) the shitwear who died
Something opened has survived