Текст (слова) песни: Amon Amarth - Bastards Of A Lying Breed

Bastards of a lying breed
Youve ruled us for too long
Truth to you are lies to me
And your right is so wrong

Moral preached by immoral fucks
All I feel is despise
Lie no more you fucking cunts
You tare me up inside

Your sons die from your abuse
But youre giving us the blame
The easy paths the one you choose
That road will lead to pain
Youre trying to control their mind
And strip them of free will
They way you force them to go blind
Will surely get them killed

My mind is free and so is my soul
You cant put me in chains
I wont play the well-adjusted role
Or bow my head in shame

So throw your stones of guilt at me
Point your finger, Curse my name!
Your scapegoat I will never be
I wont take the blame!

Now were on trial to serve your crime
And pay for your mistakes
There is no way well do the time
The chains of lies will break
Censorship cant stop our truth
We speak straight from the heart
There is nothing you can do
Well tare your souls apart

So see us rise were few but strong
Well crack your fucking teeth
And feed you with your twisted tongue
Until you cannot breathe

The fury makes our eyes see red
It burns within our hearts
Soon youll all be stone cold dead
Well tare your souls apart!
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Beheading Of A King
Bleed For Ancient Gods
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Death In Fire
Down The Slopes Of Death
Eyes Of Horror
For The Stabwounds In Our Backs
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God, His Son And Holy Whore
Legend Of A Banished Man
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Metalwrath
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Once Sealed In Blood
Once Sent From The Golden Hall
Pursuit Of Vikings
Releasing Surtur`s Fire
Ride For Vengeance
Sorrow Throughout The Nine Worlds
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The Fall Through Ginnungagap
The Fate Of Norns
The Last With Pagan Blood
The Sound Of Eight Hooves
The Valkyries Ride
Thousand Years Of Oppression
Under Tzhe Grayclouded Winter Sky
Versus The World
Victorious March
Where Death Seems To Dwell
Where Silent Gods Stand Guard
Without Fear