Empire, the heretic dream, a man who would make his will law Endless, by conquest provide, spend your tomorrow, the call Helpless, the people subdued, nation upon nation falls The victor spoils your hard earned toils, submit or be destroyed
Paranoia, terrorize Welfare, warfare, state as God
Liars and prophets of doom, forsaking tomorrow today Ten thousand feet march to you home and bring taxes or death
The merciless aries
Sky bound, looking for the high ground But the graveyard of empires is what we found /x2
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Willful, most arrogant man, pretensions to holy thrones Central, his tentacles reach into each and all of our homes Deadly, the will is consumed, the head and the heart are weighed down Resist, do not submit, we'll burn this empire to the ground
Let's burn it to the ground
Sky bound, looking for the high ground But the graveyard of empires is what we found /x2
March The grave will find you soon One million voices strong The angry voice of doom March You colonizing fools The endless call of war Your life is just the fuel
(Breathe lies) and propaganda (War is) the only peace (Bow down) to the majority (Receive) the grisly fruits of war! War! War! War! OF WAR, WAR, WAR! The merciless ariesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
