Tyrants - Black Mountain
Tyrant you'll be damned by your power
Oh and the blood you've split
You will die by the sword
Oh oh oh oh
The violence
We suffer
Why you live for
The walls of creation have been destroyed
You may raise your rifle to the sun
But you have not won
No you have not won
Bastard you won't be forgiven
And no we won't lay down
Tyrant you're the plague of existence
Tyrant you're the king of the damned
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
The battles of this fashioned war
Ain't what we've been fighting for
Tyrant you know your time has come
Ah oh as soldiers emptied
Their rounds into your side
Tyrant you know your time has come
Oh as soldiers marched on
Your empty skin