Viking Death March
Down, lets take it down,
Raise up their heads on a stake
We will show no mercy on evolutions 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, teach about faith
But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate!
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don’t look so tall!
Stop, punch in the clock,
Punch it with all of your rage,
Ya put the man in office for a minimum wage
Rats, fighting for scraps,
They’ve siphoned the gas from your tank,
Left your pockets empty as they laugh to the bank
They speak about trust, but make no mistake
They’re shaking your hand while they spit in your face!
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Cause down on your knees you just don’t look so tall!
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Cause down on your knees you just don’t look so tall!
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?
Down on your knees, you don’t look so tall,
Down on your knees, you 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
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don’t look so tall!
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don’t look so tall!
Crosses still burn, axes still fall
Down on their knees, they don’t look so tall
Open your eyes and the empire falls!
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