Viking Death March
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 prophets
And a doomsday charade
You preach about love
And teach about fate
But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate
Crosses to burn
Axes to fall
And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall
Crosses to burn
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 burn
Axes to fall
And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall
Crosses to burn
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 just don’t look so tall
Down on your knees you just 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 burn
Axes to fall
And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall
Crosses to burn
Axes to fall
And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall
Crosses to burn
Axes to fall
And down on your knees you just don’t look so tall
Crosses to burn
Axes to fall
Down on your knees, you don’t look so tall
Open your eyes and the empire falls
Songwriters: Aaron Solowoniuk / Ben Kowalewicz / Ian D’sa / Jon Gallant
Fallen Leaves
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn’t find at home
Can’t get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I’ll be fine
I swear to God, this’ll be my one last time!
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
I never once thought, I’d ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Devil in a Midnight Mass
A devil in a midnight mass,
He prayed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class
Resurrected from the past
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I’m singing
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent knight at the edge of your knife
(Forgive me father)
Won’t make it right
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
(You’re guilty!)
A devil in a midnight mass
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Put my trust in god that day
Not the man that got his way
I was alive but now I’m singing
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
(Forgive me father!)
Won’t make it right
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent knight at the edge of your knife
(You’re guilty!)
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper don’t make a sound
Your bed is made and it’s in the ground
Songwriters: Aaron Solowoniuk / Ben Kowalewicz / Ian D’sa / Jon Gallant