Xelerator - Into Dawn
текст песни

It is their war / It is their hate
They need your sacrifice to win
It's not your war / It's not your fate
We are all one under the skin

A heavy scent is in the air
It's like the smell of burning books
Supposed to be the brave new world
And this is how it looks

Advised by cruel contempt and fear
They strike the final match
The angry crowd shouts, roars and cheers
Unlocks the safety catch

Ignore the vile and dumb attacks
Planned in their musty cellars
Their pointless mayhem just drips off
Like rain from an umbrella

Their power fades, the gods just yawn
Their empire dismembered
Shake the dust, the lines are drawn
And rise from smouldering embers
Into dawn