Viking Death March - Billy Talent

Down, let’s take it down

Raise up the heads on a stake

We will show no mercy

On evolution’s mistake

Change, will have to wait

If we can’t decide on a fate

Self appointed profits

And a doomsday charade

You preach about love

And teach about fate

But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate

Crosses to bend

Axes to fall

And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall 

Stop, punch in the clock

Punch it with all of your rage

Put the men in office

For a minimum wage

Rats, fighting for scraps

Siphon the gas from your tank

Left your pockets empty

As they laughed at the bank

They speak about draws

But make no mistake

They shaking your head while they spit in your face

Crosses to bend

Axes to fall

And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall 

Now, the time is now

We can still turn it around

Raise your voice like a weapon

Til they fall to the ground

Light, let there be light

Without a shadow of doubt

We will fight tooth and nail until

Salvation is found

So how can you look

The world in the eyes

When all we can see is corruption and lies

Down on your knees

You don’t look so tall 

Crackin the whip on the backs of the poor

We asked you to stop but you still wanted more

The blood on your hands left a trail as you crawl

Down on your knees you just don’t look so tall

Crosses to bend

Axes to fall

Down on your knees you just don’t look so tall 

Crosses to bend

Axes to fall

Down on your knees, you don’t look so tall

Open your eyes and the empire falls