Woorden: A Change Of Pace. How To Rape A Country.

The beat of war reigns on
Can you hear the sound of marching drums?
Bullets fill the sky
Men kill to show their nation's pride
The smell of death and blood
Hold memories of your loved ones close,
Find hope in pain, my friend,
Brothers in arms until the end.

Slumber sweet with dreams of home,
Hand in hand, don't march alone.

We've got a thirst for your blood
It's pumping through our veins
Wait till the moment's right,
Show no mercy
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What do we have to fear?
Lock stock let's blow them all away
Then hide yourself in sleep
Hopeful they'll take you in the night,
Eyes bloodshot red and straining,
You'll see the ghost inside their eyes
A country left in tears
Watching their flag burn and die.

Slumber sweet with dreams of home,
Hand in hand, don't march alone.

We've got a thirst for your blood
It's pumping through our veins
Wait till the moment's right,
Show no mercy
[x2]

Dreams of home

We've got a thirst for your blood
(We've got a thirst for your blood)
Wait till the moment's right,
Show no mercy

We've got a thirst for your blood
It's pumping through our veins
Wait till the moment's right,
Show no mercy
[x2]