Broken Dreams of the Federation

Broken Dreams of the Federation
10. Juli 2024 um 9:02
(Verse 1)
In the wonderful world of the Russian Federation,
A man lost in battle, searching for redemption.
No job, no hope, the streets were cold,
He joined the military, a story unfolds.
They promised him gold, they promised him pride,
But in the end it was all just a lie.
No money, no glory, just fighting and pain,
But through the fire he resurfaced.
(Chorus)
This is the wonderful world of the Russian Federation,
Where dreams burst in a desolate nation.
They burned his soul, stole his youth,
In a land where the lies are disguised as truth.
Where the leader said, “You live to die”
(for me),
In this wonderful world we just ask why.
(Verse 2)
Finally home, but nothing has changed,
No job, no money, just the same old game.
His spirit is broken, his future unclear,
He lives in a world ruled by fear.
His youth was stolen from him, his dreams were shattered.
In the hands of power, his life was rushed.
No time to heal, no time for peace,
Just the echoes of war and the screams that never stop.
(Chorus)
This is the wonderful world of the Russian Federation,
Where dreams shatter in a desolate nation.
His soul was burned, his youth was stolen,
In a land where the lies are disguised as truth.
Where the leader said, "You live to die"
(for me),
In this wonderful world, we only ask why.
(Bridge)
Through all the smoke and mirrors, he stands held high,
A survivor of it all, still answering the call.
With a heart of iron and a will forged in pain,
He fights for his future in the cold, pouring rain. Yet deep inside the scars remain,
A memory of a world so twisted and crazy.
(Chorus)
This is the wonderful world of the Russian Federation,
Where dreams are shattered in a desolate nation.
His soul was burned, his youth was stolen,
In a land where lies are disguised as truth.
Where the leader said, "You live to die" (for me),
In this wonderful world we only ask why.
(Outro)
In the wonderful world of the Russian Federation,
a man stands alone, lost in thought.
His youth was stolen, his spirit was disregarded,
In a world where truth is denied.
But he still fights, still dreams,
In this wonderful world where nothing is as it seems.