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