Lyrics Carol Of The Watch Tower - Zoey the White Lioness

I feel a shift
In the air

An ex machina
Kind of flare

We were battered
We were sick

But a revolution
Has risen

And on this
Christmas night

While bullets
And grenades fly

I feel a pull
I cannot fight

A roar rattling
The sky

There will be
Retribution

Against all our
Opponents

Enemies will fall
On the right and left

And you will give back
All you've stolen

And on this
Christmas night

While bullets
And grenades fly

I feel a pull
I cannot fight

A roar rattling
The sky

Ah