| Song | Viking Death March |
| Artist | Billy Talent |
| Album | Dead Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : IAN D`SA/BEN KOWALEWICZ/JON GALLANT/AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x2) | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x2) | |
| 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 (x2) | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x3) | |
| Crosses still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees, you don't look so tall | |
| Open your eyes and the empire falls! |
| zuo qu : IAN D SA BEN KOWALEWICZ JON GALLANT AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x2 | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x2 | |
| 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 x2 | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x3 | |
| Crosses still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees, you don' t look so tall | |
| Open your eyes and the empire falls! |
| zuò qǔ : IAN D SA BEN KOWALEWICZ JON GALLANT AARON SOLOWONIUK | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x2 | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| And down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x2 | |
| 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 x2 | |
| 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 still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees you just don' t look so tall x3 | |
| Crosses still burn | |
| Axes still fall | |
| Down on your knees, you don' t look so tall | |
| Open your eyes and the empire falls! |