Reaching for his gun, hatred in his eyes Look around and smile, see the Kult arise
Whispering a silent prayer to the god of fear Give us this fine day, the truth is crystal clear
Time to march with the boys, head held high No one will ever stop them One nation under one red sky
Go back! Keep your huddled mass away Go back! Keep your tired and poor
Initiation done, blinded by the lies The spider has spoken, deception and disguise She said voices were erased, crying it's not fair Now there's a score to settle, revolution in the air
His pulse racing, mindless mob on the prowl Climb the wall of tyranny, gang justice here and now
Go back! Keep your huddled mass away Go back! Keep your tired and poor
Place the blame, there's nothing more Tripped and fell just like before Backed into a corner now Got to make it back somehow
This is the cause that is fought for Determination to stand strong A mind that can't be wrong
No one dared to speak The consequences of his chosen path Sins and sirens wailing
No! We will not go! We will not go!
The world will turn Until the end of space and time Evil in the heart is their cruel design
The voices of dissent echo through centuries The tyranny of mind is a disease
The past is gone It's time to change our destinies It's in our hands The future that was meant to be
Two visions of the world Will play out on the stage Who will write the rules in the golden age
Go back! The huddled mass will lead the way Go back! The tired and poor are here to stay Go back! The huddled mass will lead the way Go back! Go back! The tired and poor are here to stayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
