Love Terrorists
The times they're a-changing
All heavens shall fall
At the end of the day (day, day, day)
They mean nothing at all
I hear the call for revolution
And you're not part of our solution
I won't shut my mouth no more
My heart won't never be ignored like before
I never demonstrated
Always loved, never hated
It doesn't need to be debated
'Cause my hate was just belated, but awaited
Can you hear me? (Can you hear me? Can you hear me?)
Can you hear me?
On a 42-inch plasma screen, I watch the tears of Jesus
Crying out, "All gods are dead and hacked into little pieces"
Your empty words (words, words, words)
Sway through the cirrus
At the end of the day (the day, the day, the day)
You've got nothing on us
We're approved by the weather gods
And all the others share our blood
Though I don't even speak the language
I can surely feel the hellish anguish
Go ahead and throw the first stone
And suck the kingdom to the bone
Keep on and criticize us and awake the gods on Olympus for us
Can you hear me? (Can you hear me? Can you hear me?)
Can you hear me?
On a 42-inch plasma screen, I watch the tears of Jesus
Crying out, "All gods are dead and hacked into little pieces"
Have no fear
Never care
Always dare
Never fail
We shall prevail
This is who we are
A conscious for war
A conscious for war
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
All heavens shall fall
At the end of the day (day, day, day)
They mean nothing at all
I hear the call for revolution
And you're not part of our solution
I won't shut my mouth no more
My heart won't never be ignored like before
I never demonstrated
Always loved, never hated
It doesn't need to be debated
'Cause my hate was just belated, but awaited
Can you hear me? (Can you hear me? Can you hear me?)
Can you hear me?
On a 42-inch plasma screen, I watch the tears of Jesus
Crying out, "All gods are dead and hacked into little pieces"
Your empty words (words, words, words)
Sway through the cirrus
At the end of the day (the day, the day, the day)
You've got nothing on us
We're approved by the weather gods
And all the others share our blood
Though I don't even speak the language
I can surely feel the hellish anguish
Go ahead and throw the first stone
And suck the kingdom to the bone
Keep on and criticize us and awake the gods on Olympus for us
Can you hear me? (Can you hear me? Can you hear me?)
Can you hear me?
On a 42-inch plasma screen, I watch the tears of Jesus
Crying out, "All gods are dead and hacked into little pieces"
Have no fear
Never care
Always dare
Never fail
We shall prevail
This is who we are
A conscious for war
A conscious for war
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Credits
Writer(s): Johan Edlund, Siegfried Bemm Jr., Roger Oejersson
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