The Iron Grip Video (MV)

The iron grip the choking hand
Tightens over a dying land
Voices silenced hopes betrayed
In shadows deep dreams decayed
A tyrant's throne of ash and lies
Built on blood and children's cries
The streets are prisons the walls decay
While the guilty look away
Chains of fear forged in pain
Sixty-five years of acid rain
A nation's soul ripped apart
Cuba's torment a bleeding heart
The iron grip it will not last
One day we'll burn the past
The banners wave but the colors fade
A facade of strength a masquerade
They drink the blood of the weary poor
In their mansions with locked doors
Children grow in darkness and dust
Taught to serve and never trust
The sea a graveyard a fleeting hope
For those who dream of a wider scope
The whispers rise in the dead of night
Carrying sparks that might ignite
The iron grip can crack and break
A revolution's roar a storm awake
Chains of fear forged in pain
Sixty-five years of acid rain
A nation's soul ripped apart
Cuba's torment a bleeding heart
The iron grip it will not last
One day we'll burn the past
The whispers rise in the dead of night
Carrying sparks that might ignite
The iron grip can crack and break
A revolution's roar a storm awake
Chains of fear forged in pain
Sixty-five years of acid rain
A nation's soul ripped apart
Cuba's torment a bleeding heart
The iron grip it will not last
One day we'll burn the past
The iron melts the steel will bend
The people's fire will bring the end
From ashes born a phoenix cries
The day of freedom will rise