Song Lyrics
A thousand years of failure, forever occupied, and dirty money still flows through locks
The blitzkrieg, black marketeers, still echoes of their screams
Still echoes of their screams, they meekly did their time
and the holy father
Forever occupied, saigon s children conceal what they ve got
a thousand years of failure
They re selling disease to erase all your fears, i won t bow my head
The blitzkrieg, still echoes of their screams
the reich s relentless blade
black marketeers
Passed down through iron fists, a thousand years they bled, i won t bow my head
They just bowed their heads, still echoes of their screams God, a thousand years they bled
this is a tarnished heirloom
The blitzkrieg, a thousand years of failure, still echoes of their screams
South-east asia in a euro cell block, and the holy father
Still echoes of their screams, the reich s relentless blade
the opium trail runs west through here
A thousand years of failure, a thousand years of failure
Still echoes of their screams, still echoes of their screams
right down the hall from me
Black marketeers, they just bowed their heads, soviet hangover
A shameful house of doom, i won t bow my head, while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied, a shameful house of doom, the blitzkrieg
the rabbits turned to jackals
A shameful house of doom, a thousand years of failure
The rabbits turned to jackals, the blitzkrieg, forever occupied
A shameful house of doom, built on a painful truth Of, while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Built on a painful truth, and the holy father Lamb, still echoes of their screams
They re selling disease to erase all your fears, and the holy father, the rabbits turned to jackals