Over the top of a wall - haunting
A daring palace rowers high
It's spires shoot up high, high into the sky
Millions of
fires that don't want to die
How many silken virgins died - bad games
To keep a drowsy king awake
Wild orgies, festivals -
endless day and night
Minions drink to you health, the master of might
Down the industrial districts - darkness
The day
starts early for a slave
It's workman's destiny, downtrodden and distressed
Without mans dignity the rich remain the
blessed
Wipe out
The might
We want
The revolution now
The crowd
Will fight
Together we we'll
Wipe
out...
We'll join together now
A shinning on our faces
Make the road a chain of lights
Furious and armed
Turn things
into monster
Let the armies clash tonight
Wipe out
The might
We want
The revolution now
The crowd
Will
fight
Together we we'll
Wipe out...