FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS IN KERATEA, HELLAS.
The church bells toll, the sirens moan
calling the citizens to the roadblocks in Keratea
By force they try to cover our history, our souls with garbage
through deceit to leave our young soulless and limb
to leave infants and the old without care
soldiers sans food and our borders unguarded
Here, citizens, the outcome of your bloody savings:
Enjoy the development, of praetorians on the march
Keratea like (Northern) Korea
Transparency: Thick clouds of riot chemicals and teargas
New World Order of Things: You be the «Things» bought and sold out
and «Order» : Plastic bullets when you resist
A concise Plan: The entire Hellas a garbage dump
The Money exists: Brothers and Sisters, the Banks gambled, lost and must leave the game broke.
Instead, they bought themselves a «Government» to shift the debt onto you and your children.
That is wgy the «Government» feeds the Banks with money borrowed in your name with your country as a collateral.
What little is left, they spend in Keratea, in flashy war crimes in Libya, in gifts to publishers, mediamen and unions
so they will keep their mouths shut. That is why they come against you, Hellene brothers of Keratea
because the game was rigged, the prize left on the table huge, and the Banks want it all, allthough they gambled and lost.
Today Keratea, tomorrow Aigio, Mani, Ikaria, Siros,Krete!
It s us or them! Better resist now like Keratiotes than live as Keratades, fucked financial slaves !