Song | For the Revolution |
Artist | Kalmah |
Album | For the Revolution |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kokko, Kokko | |
To the mighty star, to all it's people, to the mankind | |
And to all true believers | |
You have known your brother and your leader | |
You know he never bowed to the despots | |
The dark cloud wavering in the sky | |
Pushed forward with ill-willed wind | |
Underneath walks a man having a dream | |
Wants to teach us his own way to live | |
Forgiveness is the word that he spreads | |
Through the barrels of the guns he have made | |
Entire world he wants to obey | |
And more power for himself to take | |
What does he want from us? What is the reason? | |
To occupy and to conquer, in the name of freedom? | |
We don't need his principle in revolt we shall rise | |
Soon he will notice that no-one converts us | |
The protest marchers fill up all the streets | |
Soon will bleed in the hands of police | |
The peaceful riot dispersed by the fire | |
In our eyes burning bright we will fight | |
So my brother, reach out your hand | |
And receive the true meaning of faith | |
The seed of the war has been plant | |
Stand firm | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
[Solo: A.Kokko & M.Sneck] | |
Amber lights illuminate all guns blazing | |
I am the whip of God lashing you down | |
This land that yesterday leaked nectar | |
Now nothing but a battlefield opened wounds bleeding | |
I can smell the gun oil in my hands | |
When I'm taking away empty shells | |
I can see someone falling down dead | |
So the game is about to begin | |
Our faith is our bedrock | |
We shall not give up till we drop | |
And we wonder, we cannot understand | |
The meaning | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE |
zuo qu : Kokko, Kokko | |
To the mighty star, to all it' s people, to the mankind | |
And to all true believers | |
You have known your brother and your leader | |
You know he never bowed to the despots | |
The dark cloud wavering in the sky | |
Pushed forward with illwilled wind | |
Underneath walks a man having a dream | |
Wants to teach us his own way to live | |
Forgiveness is the word that he spreads | |
Through the barrels of the guns he have made | |
Entire world he wants to obey | |
And more power for himself to take | |
What does he want from us? What is the reason? | |
To occupy and to conquer, in the name of freedom? | |
We don' t need his principle in revolt we shall rise | |
Soon he will notice that noone converts us | |
The protest marchers fill up all the streets | |
Soon will bleed in the hands of police | |
The peaceful riot dispersed by the fire | |
In our eyes burning bright we will fight | |
So my brother, reach out your hand | |
And receive the true meaning of faith | |
The seed of the war has been plant | |
Stand firm | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
Solo: A. Kokko M. Sneck | |
Amber lights illuminate all guns blazing | |
I am the whip of God lashing you down | |
This land that yesterday leaked nectar | |
Now nothing but a battlefield opened wounds bleeding | |
I can smell the gun oil in my hands | |
When I' m taking away empty shells | |
I can see someone falling down dead | |
So the game is about to begin | |
Our faith is our bedrock | |
We shall not give up till we drop | |
And we wonder, we cannot understand | |
The meaning | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE |
zuò qǔ : Kokko, Kokko | |
To the mighty star, to all it' s people, to the mankind | |
And to all true believers | |
You have known your brother and your leader | |
You know he never bowed to the despots | |
The dark cloud wavering in the sky | |
Pushed forward with illwilled wind | |
Underneath walks a man having a dream | |
Wants to teach us his own way to live | |
Forgiveness is the word that he spreads | |
Through the barrels of the guns he have made | |
Entire world he wants to obey | |
And more power for himself to take | |
What does he want from us? What is the reason? | |
To occupy and to conquer, in the name of freedom? | |
We don' t need his principle in revolt we shall rise | |
Soon he will notice that noone converts us | |
The protest marchers fill up all the streets | |
Soon will bleed in the hands of police | |
The peaceful riot dispersed by the fire | |
In our eyes burning bright we will fight | |
So my brother, reach out your hand | |
And receive the true meaning of faith | |
The seed of the war has been plant | |
Stand firm | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
Solo: A. Kokko M. Sneck | |
Amber lights illuminate all guns blazing | |
I am the whip of God lashing you down | |
This land that yesterday leaked nectar | |
Now nothing but a battlefield opened wounds bleeding | |
I can smell the gun oil in my hands | |
When I' m taking away empty shells | |
I can see someone falling down dead | |
So the game is about to begin | |
Our faith is our bedrock | |
We shall not give up till we drop | |
And we wonder, we cannot understand | |
The meaning | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE | |
For the... WE RISE | |
Revolution... WE DIE |