Viking Death March - Billy Talent

Down, let's take it down

Raise up their heads on a stake

We will show no mercy on evolutions mistake

Change, will have to wait

If we can't decide on a fate

Self-appointed prophets and their doomsday charade

You preach about love, teach about faith

But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate!

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

And down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Stop, punch in the clock

Punch it 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 laugh to the bank

They speak about trust, but make no mistake

They're shaking your hand while they spit in your face!

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

Down on your knees you just don't look so tall

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

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, 'til 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

Cracking 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 still burn, axes still fall

Down on your knees you just don't look so tall!

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

Down on your knees you just don't look so tall!

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

Down on your knees you just don't look so tall!

Crosses still burn, axes still fall

Down on your knees, you don't look so tall

Open your eyes and the empire falls!