This is a small excerpt from the novel and represents an insight into the thoughts of one of the characters in the book - a Russian ex-soldier who fought in WW2 ;
The red star of Lenins revolution unleashed a tidal wave of war upon the world.
It was not the light of a new dawn that arose in the East as his Communist and Socialist acolytes claim, but the lucence of a new lucifer falling to earth.
The streams of blood that now run from Moscow to Peking are drowning millions in their ensanguine spate, and it is for this horror that we fought and died in our millions during the Great Patriotic War.
The blood of the Tsar and his supporters is on the hands of Lenin.
The blood of the Jews is on the hands of Hitler.
The blood of the Cossacks is on the hands of Churchill.
The blood of the children of Nagasaki and Hiroshima is on the hands of Truman.
The blood of the Russian people is on the hands of Stalin.
The liberations they peddled to humanity were lies, for the only liberations such leaders and their ideologies could offer to the world were those of the penitentiary, laogai, concentration camp, gulag or the grave.
Those who dare to think for themselves represent the greatest threats of all to the systems that enslave us, for minds without the manacles of lies to shackle them seek forever the liberty that their limbs are denied.
Man is the cruellest beast of all and his cruellest instrument of torture is what we call civilisation.
We must smash each and every one of the control machines into a thousand rusty pieces and then use their remains as cudgels and coshs to crush the skulls of the torture machine controllers.