who found the poet under silent clay
who shot the young men at the end of day
in the pregnant universe with pain and terror
they are born, they won't decide
as a buried ghost, the crystal souls
are taught to think and pray, they won't deny
if we must die, we'll do it singing
if we must die, we'll do it thinking
we can't deny our human feelings
that make us fly, free
who slaved the mothers to an absent child
who chained our brothers to the system's lump
underneath the equal voices grow
the party's lies
underneath the red stars wins the
darkest compromise
if we must die, we'll do it singing
if we must die, we'll do it thinking
we can't deny our human feelings
that make us fly, free
Stark, folk-derived songs built on brittle acoustic guitars that conjure the image of a fire burning in the distance on a dark night. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022