Calling all heathens to the fire Our only hope is built from the ashes below Our leaders won't save us Your queen is dead
Just my luck, it's never been enough There's only black clouds when I look up It'll take thirteen nails to hang me from this cross Trade labour cocaine, blood in the sink Wash it down and forget what you've seen Punch drunk in a world of knives Unscathed to the naked eye I'd chase the sun over the horizon If you believed the light would guide us Towards the fight but away from the sirens All I need is the air inside my lungs So hold your head up high
Revolt, this is revolting, revolt, this is revolting I'll let the state of the world speak for itself Malignent rituals of apathy You have the guts to point the finger at me I don't care what they say I am your eulogy in this state of reconing I'd chase the sun over the horizon If you believed the light would guide us Towards the fight but away from the sirens All I need is the air inside my lungs You want the bad news We're still waiting for the greater good I'll let the state of the world speak for itself
Don't try to convince me That you're speaking for the rank and the file While we stand and you hide We'll be heard for miles Speaking with the voice of a giant No borders or sides No evidence of a trial There's no escape from their lies It's just a crooked alliance Where the wrong lead the right If we're strong we'll survive And realize that we will never Step forward if we're standing in line We'll never step forward if we're standing in line So hold your head up high
Revolt, this is revolting, revolt, this is revolting I'll let the state of the world speak for itselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
