paroles de chanson We Do Not Resist - Orphaned Land
المجد
للشيطان
معبود
الرياح
Hail
to
Satan,
Lord
of
the
wind!
On
the
pulpit
the
false
messiah
speaks
Hand
them
your
papers
now
cease
and
desist
Spreading
false
news
and
selling
such
lies
'Twas
the
night
the
lie
rose
and
truth
finally
died
Our
slavery
ends
only
when
we
are
deceased
Our
lives
are
their
meat,
all
partake
in
the
feast
They
put
us
to
sleep
with
a
lie
and
a
kiss
And
when
the
keys
lock
our
chains
We
say:
We
do
not
resist!
Poverty
– rise!
Children
die
while
we
read
the
news
of
gossipmongers
Our
lives
pieces
in
a
game
The
naked
emperor
walks,
to
his
new
clothes
we
clap
our
hands
Blinded
by
fortune
and
fame
They
play
the
saints
in
our
daily
lives
And
we
do
not
care
at
all
And
our
children
march
to
the
sound
of
their
drums
While
to
war
we
lose
our
fathers
and
sons
The
only
prophet
they
trust
in
is
the
profit
from
their
guns
They
care
not
for
the
old
the
weak
or
the
sick
Masters
of
speeches
and
measuring
their
dicks
Breaking
our
bones
with
maces
not
sticks
And
when
their
poison
reaches
our
brains
We
say:
We
do
not
resist!
Poverty
– rise!
Children
die
while
we
read
the
news
of
gossipmongers
Our
lives
pieces
in
a
game
The
naked
emperor
walks,
to
his
new
clothes
we
clap
our
hands
Blinded
by
fortune
and
fame
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