Lock up your children the axeman is coming Lock up your children the axeman is coming Lock up your children the axeman is running Lock up your children
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I just buried a friend He had come to the end But I can't help feeling that it needn't have been Caught in the flak There was no turning back So he gave
Took me some time to understand the man He is a fist in the back of my brain Don't you know we're doing all that we can The look in his eyes is no look
Welcome to Cell Block 427 it's 10 o'clock at night Can you see the rows of bodies twitching in their sleep And if you're hungry, if you fancy a bite The
My friend the time has come for us to say goodbye So with these parting words I bid you farewell It seems the life we led was just a shameful lie What
And in our ignorance we let them take control And in their wisdom they decreed that we should bow Their grips extending to encompass all the world The
I awoke in a sweat from the American Dream They were loading the bomb bay of the iron bird Giving their blood to the Doomsday Machine I screamed into
The pulpits standing empty, the congregations left Because to qualify for piety they had to pass a test [Q:] How much "roughly" is your god worth to you
Roses are red. sometimes violets are blue but we're always puking on cider and glue People say that we're twisted, you know it's not true, we just get
Look to the north, look to the east, look to the west and south On all horizons storm clouds loom and roll across the sky The river bursts its banks and
It's a race against time And there's nowhere to hide So they look for the sign In the sky [Chorus:] No sanctuary But its all a mistake It's already
The cold outside lays waste to life. Suspends the process of decay. Alone without a friend suffer as night becomes the death of day. Winter This
What will you do when your properties gone? When the finger on the triggers your one and only son? When the money in your pocket cannot buy even bread
Sing to your sisters, your brothers are dead The army retreated, the soldiers have fled The carcass of nations lies out on the plain For many to question
You're standing on a hill, looking down at the city Thinking 'bout your life and your bottle of pills They released you from the hospital, you're cured
Earth to ashes, buildings to dust A radioactive burning crust The meek shall inherit all that is left Inherit the Earth, a living death From the cradle
Your god is your chains Reject your god reject your system Do you really want your freedom