Текст песни This Tribal Antidote - Killing Joke

Lift up your spirits!
Too much pain and suffering, crying too many funerals, we know the earth is dying gatherers, celebrents, in a state of merriment this sickness - cleanse us with fire and music
This tribal antidote my choice, come to the great assembly - revelry rejoice!
rejoice!
rejoice!
Not a concert, show or entertainment a temple, a ritual, a festival of dissent kindred spirits exchange and listen we share in common a different value system
Church of liberty, you'll never take this from me barter, no money, i don't suffer from spiritual poverty economic slavery, come back with bravery here is a sanctuary we'll get away from all this