歌词
Knocked down to the bottom rung
I'm coughing up a black lung
Nothing but greedy scum
Got claws in our skin
Born cold under winter skies
I thought I'd come here just to set you free
Revival psalm
Black magic
You'll survive again
Revival psalm
Black magic
You'll survive my friend
They won't be laughing long
Dirty money eyes
Stare cold into the camera
The old guard trumpets out a marching song
But revolutions stampede and never stammer
Knocked down to the bottom rung
I'm coughing up a black lung
Born cold under winter skies
You thought you'd come here just to set me free
Revival psalm
Black magic
You'll survive again
Rеvival psalm
Black magic
You'll survive my friend
Revival psalm
Black magic
Rеvival psalm
I'm on my way to set you free
I'm on my way to set you free
I'm on my way to set you free
I'm on my way
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