Chariot

Iskra

So many worlds and nations
Words and conversations
Lost in frustations
Misunderstood mislead
Manipulation
But don’t mistake me
This is no giving in
This is fist raising
Swing low
Sweet chariot
Coming forth to carry me home
Trading bodies
Human lives
Blowing bombs
Keep us alive
Pollution
Corruption
Run in the veins
Of those with power
Raise your voice
Raise this tower
Righteous power

Quick God
I need your helping hand
The last decent person
Just went down
Swing low sweet chariot…
A mother
Carrying
Her child
Her face
Soaked up
In tears
Her child
She can’t bear
This pain
Of losing him
For something meaningless

Like to men
Who disagree
Lost for words
They use weaponry
This innocent child
Pays in life
What money can’t buy
Read between lines
Those who got ears
Listen
Those who got eyes
See
Those with compassion
Will understand
The truth will set you free
It’s love between humans
Who will save our land
Who will save our nations
From illusionists
Liers and deceivers
Stand together
Tear down walls
Raise your voice to heaven
Force even God to act

Beliebteste Lieder von Iskra

Andere Künstler von Hardcore punk