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WAR LYRICS
"Holy War" (2005)
1. Holy War
2. My Funeral
3. Strength & Honor
4. Dogs Of War
5. My Faith
1. Holy War
I`ve got a dream.
I`ve seen a bearded noddle in a turban
Sticked at the ruins of Medina
Sir caveman from Tora Bora do you hear me ?
How do you like my vision ?
Dear dark skinned brothers do you watch Al-Jazzira ?
See in TV how we cut off your heads
We didn`t start this war
But we will finish it
You know we will
Yes, my dark brothers
Thats in White domination knocking to you door
Not, it was not a dream
I`ve seen a bearded noddlein a turban
Sticked at the ruins of Mekka
Sons of Allah
Do you dream about jihad ?
I have a dream
I`ve seen the ruins od Medina
I have a dream
I`ve seen burning Mekka
2. My Funeral
3. Strength & Honor
I am Titus
I follow the path along the walls of the city.
It was me who gave the order: not a single stone should be left on stone.
Jerusalem is burning. The end of the revolt, the beginning of glory.
Only strength and honour matter.
I am Nero.
I start the games.
My carriage is rushing throught the park lit like day.
These are the Christians burning on their crosses.
Sewn up in animal skins, hear them yell.
Only strength and honour matter.
I am Adolf Hitler.
Yes, I challenged the world.
U burned half of it.
I made the nations kneel
In the mane of strength and honour.
Do you recognise me ?
I am the god of this world.
4. Dogs Of War
Everyone must die. We can only choose the way we`ll die.
We can whimper our whole life, we can vegetate even for a hundred years.
We can rot while still alive. We can...
There is no animal which pities itself. There is no animal so weak.
No animal, besides human.
Why should I feel sorry for myself ?
Why am I to believe that anyone`s life is sacred ?
I`m an animal, I`m a warrior.
I won`t live forever. I can even be a dog of war.
Everyone must die. We can only choose the way we`ll die.
Do you believe in a righteous war ? Do you believe in warriors` justice ?
You believe in freedom and democracy. I don`t.
War in life is totally natural. Since always.
Do not pity yourself. There are no dead ends. A tree branch can also be a way out.
There is no animal which pities itself.
I`m an animal, a warrior.
I can even be a dog of war.
5. My Faith
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