paroles de chanson Power in the Blood - Alabama 3

No time for spindoctor's medicine
Cooked up by the government, selling me some cover-up
Sponsored information, crack pipes in the shopping malls
Nothing but another drug, a license they can buy and sell
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
When that call it comes, i will be ready for war
No time for backhanded compliments
From bourgeois apologists desperate for an incident
Real-estate assassins, assessing my predicament
My dollar bills dependant upon it being in their interest
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
When that call it comes, i will be ready for war
Chorus
There is power in the blood, justice in the sword
When that call it comes, i will be ready for war
Power in the blood, justice in the sword
When that call it comes, i will be ready

I will raise mah sword up right
To the bright and shining light,
Stained crimson red with the blood of the unredeemed
And as i cut them limb from limb, and i dash all their kith and kin,
You know, their bodies i will bury in the deep
Because there's power in the blood.
There's power in the blood.