Billy Talent

Viking Death March
Down, let's take it down.
Raise up the heads on a stake
We will show no mercy
on evolution's mistake
Change, will have to wait,
if we can't decide on a fate.
Self-appointed profits
and their doomsday charade.
You preach about love
and teach about faith.
But all your beliefs
are still rooted in hate!
Припев:
Crosses to burn, axes to fall,
and down on your knees
you just don't look so tall.
Stop, punch in the clock,
punch it with all of your rage.
Put the men in office
for a minimum wage.
Rats, fighting for scraps.
Siphon the gas from your tank.
Left your pockets empty,
as they laughed at the bank.
They speak about draws,
but make no mistake,
they're shaking your hand
while they spit in your face!