speak Say what you should, do what you must Turning of time, sowing of seeds Not for the now but eternity Hearts like a wheel can turn to rust Mother
Vertaling: Heilige Soldaat. Rust.
the revolution will not be televised It will be taken to your front door, brace yourself It's the aura, don't break or take orders I drink holy water
shadow's metal badge All in all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden The savage soldier sticks
rusting rot Mind...my mind is in the melting pot Holy wars of rhyme and reason, watch the money flow Building bombs of tears, a country grows Endless cries, a soldier
