Testo di This Land

Your swastika's and shiny boots are the tools that you use. How much more stupid can you be, waving your flags in front of me? We are this land, this land I can't understand. We are all this land, this land. We are all face to face. No master race, we've seen it all. It's all there in black and white, it's not always right that right is right. A doctrine that divides relies on national pride. Let sleeping dogs lie, an eye for an eye