Faces of Vice
CHORUS: Stand for the nation brought to knees, Oh the sons of courage, Stand for the land where you were born! Stand for the nation brought to knees, Oh the sons of courage, Stand for the land that you call home! Hey, the land of enslaved nation, Break your dream, open your eyes. Rend the chains of humiliation, From your bleeding knees arise! How long you'll endure the pain To burst out your martial moan? How long will the tyrants reign In my turned to prison home? CHORUS. Will I ever see the sunshine Breaking thunder clouds wall? Will be ever free the country, My Native Land I proudly call? CHORUS.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Mi rival, ¿quién eres tú que me has hecho tu blanco? ¿Quiér llenó tu espíritu de este rencor a tu hermano? Eres un carnívoro perro feroz de tus amos Querra es, su interés, que tú y yo detestamos. Lofty aims... humanity... Hypocritical fighting for seat. Empowered nonenties, How sweet your insolent deceit! (Mean deceit) Benefactors with swears' bait, Stuck on the hook of civil war. Spawn of vipers, sowing hate, Your power bought by nation's gore. Patriot games — what are they for? Patriot games — I want them no more! Títere de imbéciles, tú quemaste la casa. ¿Qué te dió tu ciego dios por comenzar esta caza? Voy a ser tu víctima, puede ser tú serás mía, El final será igual: una mortal agonía... Patriot games — what are they for? Patriot games — I don't need no more!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
With dismay you meet the rising dawn, Tired of the endless roam, You've lost your way and there is no return To the place you long ago called home. With a burnt out soul and broken will, After years of pain you've suffered through, With every freedom-loving breath they'd kill, There's nothing left of the real you CHORUS: Blind to your pain, deaf to all the words you say, Never even cared to take you as you are, Crippling your life, treated you like nasty stray, Refused to be their slave, you're labeled pariah. Life has past, and all is gone, And bleeding mind no longer cares, And only labeled heart and crown of thorns Still bring you back in your nightmares... CHORUS: Living in the hell they proudly call society, Burning with the hate they've sown in your heart, Trying to retain your life grain of sanity, Which let you be yourself which stamps you pariah. I've got no heart, I've got no thoughts, I've got no face, I suffocate, I can't tear out from your embrace, And day by day, through all my life I obey your will, I'm just the one among the crowd you slowly kill. CHORUS.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Here I am uncouth and wild Here I am tolerant and mild Look at me, your neglected child, My hard-hearted Land of Lakes. You gave me birth but drained my soul, You cut my wings and let me fall, Where are you, can't you hear my call, Oh my callous Land of Lakes? You bereaved my heart, shut up in jail, You took my home to put up for sale, Where is your love, will it prevail In my cruel Land of Lakes? You never showed you needed me, You never loved and will never be, You've killed your child can't you see, My dear mother, my Land of Lakes? Hey-ho, born to be your child, Hey-ho, living through the aches, Hey-ho, burn to be your child, I hail you Land of Lakes!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025