Lyrics

We are falling over the ends of the earth So gather your children before you And tell them these are final days of all And preach to the paupers And sing to the slaves I see you've chosen to lose your faith To burn your bridges and lose your way From mountain top to valley deep From shore to cursed shore What Nation, what State what Land is this? The wretched Tribe of Nero Tribe of Nero Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Sing Sing Sing to the Slaves Sing to the Slaves that Rome Burns Are our bones not dust? Our blood not poison? On my knees in the black light Searching for Salvation Bitter redemption So throw your dice and cast your shadow You may look away But your children will not
Writer(s): Alan Averill, Paul Desmond Gawley, Ciaran Williams, Simon O'leary, Michael Flynn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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