The Class Assassins - No Justice....No Peace. Ep 2001 Mad Butcher Records/Insurgence Records
NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE
Can Feel The heat now and the beat of the drums
The taste Of defeat now is what we´re sick of
All of our lives we break our backs
Being raised on the wrong side of the trcks
And there ain´t no choices being brought foth our way
You can sit on the fence
Put up no offence
Or stand up with the rest of us
Cuz we´ve spent our tolerance
No Justice, No Peace
It´s time to tke to the streets
The fires have been started and they burns so brigth
Our class has been discardes so we must figth
The scales of justice must be overthrown
In favour of this nation´s undergrowth
I´d rather die a rebel than slave
ONE TIN SOLDIER
Listen children to a story that was written long ago
´Bout a kingdom on a mountain and the valley folk below.
On the mountain was treasure buried deep beneath a stone,
And the people of the valley swore they´d have it for their own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end.
There won´t be any trumpets blowin´come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill
Asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for wich they´d kill
Came an answer from the mountain: " With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain, all the treasures buried there"
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end.
There won´t be any trumpets blowin´come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
So the people valley cried; mount your horses, draw your swords,
And they killed the mountain people, and they won their just reward.
So they stood upon on the mountain, always dark and bloody red,
Lift the stone, look beneath it."Peace on earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end
There won´t be any trumpets blowin´come the judgment day.
On the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
viernes, 8 de enero de 2010
The Class Assassins - No Justice...No Peace
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