A thousand years of doing, without knowing why
A thousand more of being told, what is wrong and right
Freedom locked in empty words, hidden in plain sight
New hope is outlawed, by ancient laws abide
The streets are where we fight,
we claim our birthright.
There's fire in the streets
Old temples burn
Your god is dead
and now its your turn
Bow to gods and idols, wherever they may lead
Our lives held hostage, to our neighbour's need
Take the coward's way out, leave the thoughts to me
Look to other, higher world, misery is the key
Dead wood is cast aside
Burnt in the streets tonight
There's fire in the streets
Old temples burn
Your god is dead
and now its your turn .
A thousand more of being told, what is wrong and right
Freedom locked in empty words, hidden in plain sight
New hope is outlawed, by ancient laws abide
The streets are where we fight,
we claim our birthright.
There's fire in the streets
Old temples burn
Your god is dead
and now its your turn
Bow to gods and idols, wherever they may lead
Our lives held hostage, to our neighbour's need
Take the coward's way out, leave the thoughts to me
Look to other, higher world, misery is the key
Dead wood is cast aside
Burnt in the streets tonight
There's fire in the streets
Old temples burn
Your god is dead
and now its your turn .
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