| Song | Divide and Reign |
| Artist | Royal Hunt |
| Album | Collision Course: Paradox II |
| 作曲 : Andersen | |
| Ships arriving to a very distant shore, | |
| breeze is playing with flags it's never seen before | |
| Moving closer - a bunch of soldiers and a priest, | |
| getting ready for a sacrilegious bloody feast | |
| half-moon, a cross... who cares which one of them it was? | |
| Welcome to the world of hate and desperation, | |
| get inside and choose your pain... We will | |
| ram it down the throat of every single nation | |
| That's the way - divide and reign | |
| Churches're burning... was it colour or their shape? | |
| Does it matter? It does to ones who didn't manage to escape | |
| Listen closely - winners are gone, they had their ball - | |
| from the ashes I hear retaliations call | |
| They won... or did we? I'm pretty sure it wasn't meant to be | |
| half-moon, a cross... who cares which one of them it was? | |
| It's all a blur but I recall: I'm looking up and hear your call | |
| "the perfect war - no war at all"... it's hard to swallow | |
| A night will cover the battlefield to hide them all - the ones they killed - | |
| and all I see and all I feel is rage and sorrow. |
| zuò qǔ : Andersen | |
| Ships arriving to a very distant shore, | |
| breeze is playing with flags it' s never seen before | |
| Moving closer a bunch of soldiers and a priest, | |
| getting ready for a sacrilegious bloody feast | |
| halfmoon, a cross... who cares which one of them it was? | |
| Welcome to the world of hate and desperation, | |
| get inside and choose your pain... We will | |
| ram it down the throat of every single nation | |
| That' s the way divide and reign | |
| Churches' re burning... was it colour or their shape? | |
| Does it matter? It does to ones who didn' t manage to escape | |
| Listen closely winners are gone, they had their ball | |
| from the ashes I hear retaliations call | |
| They won... or did we? I' m pretty sure it wasn' t meant to be | |
| halfmoon, a cross... who cares which one of them it was? | |
| It' s all a blur but I recall: I' m looking up and hear your call | |
| " the perfect war no war at all"... it' s hard to swallow | |
| A night will cover the battlefield to hide them all the ones they killed | |
| and all I see and all I feel is rage and sorrow. |