BT - Viking Death March | Текст песни

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• Viking Death March

Down, let's take it down.
Raise up the heads on a stake
We will show no mercy
On evolution's mistake

Change, will have to wait,
If we can't decide on a fate.
Self-appointed prophets
And their doomsday charade.

You preach about love
And teach about faith.
But all your beliefs
Are still rooted in hate!

[Chorus: x2]
Crosses still burn
Axes still fall
And down on your knees
You just don't look so tall.

Stop, punch in the clock,
Punch it with all of your rage.
Put the men in office
For a minimum wage.

Rats, fighting for scraps,
Siphon the gas from your tank.
Left your pockets empty,
As they laughed at the bank.

They speak about trust,
But make no mistake,
They're shaking your hand
While they spit in your face!

[Chorus: x2]

Now, the time is now,
We can still turn it around.
Raise your voice like a weapon
Till they fall to the ground.

Light, let there be light,
Without a shadow of doubt.
We will fight tooth and nail
Until salvation is found.

So how can you look
The world in the eyes?
When all we can see
Is corruption and lies!

[2x
Down on your knees
You just don't look so tall.

Cracking the whip
On the backs of the poor.
We asked you to stop
But you still wanted more.

The blood on your hands
Left a trail as you crawl.
Down on your knees
You just don't look so tall.

[Chorus: x4]

Open your eyes and the empire fallls!

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