Oye, oye, oye, oye
The night silence broken by a growing roar
As the armies of the damned arrive from distant shores
The children of the injured lowered flags half mast
As the retribution started for an unjust past
Come on, get up on your feet, get out on the streets
Lets show em we know what fightings for
Im killing with swords, killing with swords
No more lies, no more words
You aint gonna tell me cant have a sword in the city
When sword it shines so pretty
Youve been doing things the modern way
For way too long now
Is it any wonder weve forgotten what its all about
How come nobody takes no pride in doing things right these days?
How come nobody does it the old fashioned way?
Im killing with swords, killing with swords
No more lies, no more words
You aint gonna tell me cant have a sword in the city
When sword it shines so pretty
Im going to cut you down baby
And all of the kids today with their silly guns,
Ill show em how its really done
Hollow eyes and polished steal flash across the battlefield
And in my wake I leave pools of blood
Out in the city, out in the suburbs
Cut through the lies you told so long to three hundred million strong
Im killing with swords, killing with swords
No more lies, no more words
You aint gonna tell me cant have a sword in the city
When sword it shines so pretty
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