Now the time to decide Give us a choice between the hell and fire We yield, unending strife Catholic rage--and all for god
The Danes came into our city in peace -There's no need for bloodshed Then fire came from out of the western bank -Provoked Danish fire
Chaos and bloodshed throughout the streets of Brandenburg Are filling with dead, the harsh cannon fire belches its horrid smoke
Pointless violence, shattered silence Give all you have and still you'll die By my will we'll take what we need Even daughters bound and gagged
Ears parted with heads Splinters of wood in throats of old men Burn houses and steal anything found in the rubble
Children stripped of their clothes and left to die of exposure The common man pays a horrible price to feed other armies
Amazing, the cost of belief And there's no relief Imperial bloodlust We have to reform, concentrate power Thirty years of blood is far too much
Thirty years of terror Thirty years of fear And no one is safe here from Swedish or from Danes Thirty years of hardship The soldiers live off our land We're just a fledgling nation I dream of a better time
I feel enraged, there's no release Constant pressure and agony You want to rise? First learn to lie You be the fox with a mask of a lion Systems failing all around You have no friends, you are alone Leave me be, I can take no more I'll set a fire and lock the door
Starlight born to a father of shame The fox and the lion Choose now the path which will be your guide There's no room for mercy
Shamed and kicked in the mud, we look to the sun and dream of better times Persistence, acceptance of loss is our creed..but never we forgetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
