Mordred

Spectacle Of Fear

Mordred


Brought-to shores across the sea 
He dreamt it was his fate 
Fought-to set an order pure 
Facist world of hate 
Pray-for outcasts sent to die 
They have no hearts to fight 
Pay-the dues you owe yourself 
To free them on this night 

A gasious rain falls down to stop the ones 
Who speak the truth but lack the voice of guns 
And they die 

Try-to stop the man in charge 
He fills our mind in fear 
Cry-for those who've already died 
Their killers won't shed a tear 
Night-has fallen premature 
Darkness shades the land 
Fight-for one last chance to live 
And crush the killer's hand