Текст песни
The furnaces are hungry, we must feed the flame
With the sons and daughters of a forgotten name
We chant of independence, a solitary path
While building our own gallows, a monument to wrath
This throne is made of gears that grind our bones to dust
In the holy name of freedom, in this sacred rust
We fly a flag of iron, stitched with threads of lies
While the shadow of the Empire bleeds across our skies
There's a treaty on the table, a way to end the pain
To wash the blood from our hands, to cease this vain campaign
We could kneel and admit it, our failures and our pride
But we'd rather see our cities burn with nothing left inside!
This sovereignty is a sickness, a fiction we defend!
Just bow and accept the peace, and let the charade end!
We sneered at the old master, his rules, his heavy hand
So we went out shopping for a new one in the land
Traded our last harvest for a new set of chains
Painted in the colors of some other nation's gains
We proclaim our strength and choice, a sovereign, clever state
But we're just a different vassal, meeting the same fate
A puppet on a new string, dancing just the same
A different brand of servitude, a more pathetic game
There's a treaty on the table, a way to end the pain!
To wash the blood from our hands, to cease this vain campaign!
We could kneel and admit it, our failures and our pride!
But we'd rather see our cities burn with nothing left inside!
This sovereignty is a sickness, a fiction we defend!
Just bow and accept the peace, and let the charade end!
Can you hear the children crying from the citadel's cold heart?
Each one a sacrifice for a kingdom playing a part
We built an iron altar where our future should have been
Offering our people to a god that cannot win
The only true defiance is to lay the sword down
And let this broken, foolish kingdom finally drown
THERE'S A TREATY ON THE TABLE! A WAY TO END THE PAIN!
TO WASH THE BLOOD FROM OUR HANDS, TO CEASE THIS VAIN CAMPAIGN!
WE COULD KNEEL AND ADMIT IT, OUR FAILURES AND OUR STUPIDITY!
BUT WE'D RATHER SEE OUR CITIES BURN WITH NOTHING LEFT INSIDE!
THIS SOVEREIGNTY IS A SICKNESS, A LIE WE CAN'T DEFEND!
JUST BOW AND ACCEPT THE PEACE, AND LET THIS SHARADE END!
Just bow...just bow
