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                                                Mens Lyset Brænder Ud

                                                                                                      Ord & musik: Tom Lundén 

                                                                                   Alle har en drøm
                                                                                    Om at blive stor -
                                                                                    Alle har en drift, en trang, en lyst
                                                                                    til at sætte spor -
                                                                                   Men når først maskinen går
                                                                                   og man kører træt
                                                                                    så får man det lært
                                                                                     der er kun én lov
                                                                                     Den stærkes ret

                                                                                     Glæden ved et job
                                                                                     er at skabe noget -
                                                                                     Er at gi et udtryk for sig selv
                                                                                    er at blive forstået -
                                                                                    Men de fleste kules ned
                                                                                     og glemmer deres mål
                                                                                     og så er slaget tabt
                                                                                     der står en nødraket
                                                                                     på hvert sit bål

                                                                                     Alle fanger har en drøm
                                                                                     om hvordan man bliver fri
                                                                                     men når jagten først går ind
                                                                                     så er drømmene forbi

                                                                                     Man blir' passet op
                                                                                     man blir' trampet ned -
                                                                                     Man blir' rettet af og rettet ind
                                                                                      i slavernes geled -
                                                                                     Og man blir en go statist
                                                                                      i en syg parodi
                                                                                      og så er det forbi
                                                                                      man er en lænkehund
                                                                                       i en ulvekrig

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