Crushed - Live at Wacken

Brothers
(My brothers)
Is this all that we are?
Sisters
(My sisters)
We've been crushed by the fists of God

Wacken, we're not done here

Welcome to the free world where nothing's as it seems
Tell me, can you find a cure when you can't see and you can't feel the disease?
Can you seek a higher truth when you're living on your knees
Where freedom grows from blood-soaked soil?
'Cause if you can't see the chains, tell me what use is a key
It's cash, blood, and oil in the age of the refugee
They're trying to buy our minds, we ain't selling
Hear they're nailing down the coffins

Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Сrack this code of silence
All our lives in the hands of tyrants

Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
We've been crushed by the fists of God
We've been crushed by the fists of God

To the left, I see the rats, and to the right, I see the snakes
In my ear, they're whispering sweet sermons of cruel hate
So do you buy the fear or do you buy the lies? Tell me, what will set us free?
Do we kneel before the crooked few or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds?
When death casts no shadow and hope carries no weight
Rise into the light and feel the shackles fade away
They fear what we know, we know how they break
Drop the hammer of conscience

Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Сrack this code of silence
All our lives

Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed

We've been crushed by the fists of God

We're just waiting for the sky to fall
Yeah, I'm just waiting
Feels like all our lives
We've been waiting for the sky to fall
Feels like all this time we've been

Sing it with me

Brothers
(My brothers)
Is this all that we are?
Sisters
(My sister)
We've been

Wacken, you fucking ready

Crushed by the fists of God
Crushed by the fists of God
Crushed by the fists of God

Crushed
Crushed
Crushed
Crushed