كلمات Rise

Guns in their hands and crucifixes on their chests They watch your every fucking step They see every move you make Their eyes control your lives "In my army we don't need guns, bombs and rules…so soldiers: break the lines!" Who wants a revolution? Just follow me This is the only war that'll set you free Fight or your bleeding sores will never ever heal Who wants a revolution? You've just to follow me My bullets are made of hate and screams They kill in the name of God But their uniforms are always clean As parasites they live off your blood Bloody hands like I've never ever seen before "Policemen, priests and presidents: Attention!" Time is coming to break your fucking shells!" Who wants a revolution? Just follow me This is the only war that'll set you free Fight or your bleeding sores will never ever heal Who wants a revolution? You've just to follow me My bullets are made of hate and screams