Viking Death March
Billy Talent

Down, let's take it down
Raise up the heads on a stake
We will show no mercy
On evolutions mistake

Change, will have to wait
'Cause we can't decide on a fate
Self appointed prophets
And their doomsday charade

You preach about love
And teach about faith
But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Stop punching the clock
Punching with all of your rage
Put the men in office
For a minimum wage

Rats, fighting for scraps
Siphoned 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

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Now, the time is now
We can still turn it around
Raise your voice like a weapon
'Till they fall to the ground

Light, let there be light
Without a shadow of doubt
We will fight tooth and nail until
Salvation is found

So how can you look
The world in the eyes
When all we can see is corruption and lies

Down on your knees you don't look so tall
Down on your knees you don't look so tall
Crackin the whip on the backs of the poor
We asked you to stop but you still wanted more
The blood on your hands left a trail as you crawl
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses to burn, axes still fall
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Open your eyes and the empire falls