“Death to the Traitors!“ - Canadian Anti-Revisionist Song

“The patriotic song ’Death to the Traitors!’ expresses the deep hatred of the Canadian people for the imperialists who plunder the land and the labour of our people, for the reactionary bourgeoisie and its sellout state, and for all the agents of the rich in the ranks of the working class.“ Title: Death to the Traitors Language: English Composer: From traditional folk song “Land of the Silver Birch“ Lyricist: Canadian Cultural Workers’ Committee Performer: Canadian Cultural Workers’ Committee - Lyrics - The imperialists rape and plunder this glorious land, they rob and steal the nation we’re molding with our hands. But burns bright that red starlight we’ll smash the imperialist might, We’ll win liberation, win liberation, win liberation. It is we who plowed the praries - built the cities where they trade, built the mines and built the factories, endless miles of railroad laid. But the reactionary bourgeoise like traitors, sold out our country. Death to the traitors, death to the traitors, death to the traitors. Dusty miners pulling ore from the bowels of the Earth, proletarians in the factories, wage-slaves from birth. Our people have a proud heritage of fighting against our bondage. We’ll smash our chains, we’ll smash our chains, we’ll smash our chains. The enemy before us is a monster indeed, human blood and bones are the food on which it feeds. But faces it a world of foes, imperialism is in death throes, death to the traitors, death to the traitors, death to the traitors. Toilers in the shops, and tillers in the fields, native people, Québécois, unity is real, they work to split our unity and divert us from our enemy, long live our unity, long live our unity, long live our unity. They send foreign agents into our midst, opportunists and revisionists are police socialists. They talk about revolution just to sow confusion. Death to the traitors, death to the traitors, death to the traitors. We’ve nothing but contempt for the traitorous state. And for the bourgeoise with nothing but class hate. We’re prepared for revolution, we know the solution. Make the rich pay, make the rich pay, make the rich pay. Windward waves our red flag, a fist to the sky, the Canadian people’s fury rises with all we defy, the lackey Ottawa traitors who sold out our land and labor, death to the traitors, death to the traitors, death to the traitors. Death to the traitors, death to the traitors, death to the traitors. Join the Discord!