Iron Sky - Paolo Nutini, Hudson Mohawke

We are proud individuals living for the city,

But the flames couldn't go much higher.

We find Gods and religions to,

To paint us with salvation.

But no one,

No nobody,

Can give you the power,

To rise over love,

And over hate,

Through this iron sky,

That's fast becoming our minds.

Over fear and into freedom.

Oh, that's life

Left dripping down the walls

Of a dream that cannot breathe

In this harsh reality

Mass confusion spoon fed to the blind

Serves now to define our cold society

From which we'll rise over love,

Over hate,

Through this iron sky,

That's fast becoming our minds.

Over fear and into freedom.

You just got to hold on!

You just got to hold on!

Ohhh ohhhh oh oh

(To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair.

The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed,

The bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress.

The hate of men will pass, and dictators die,

And the power they took from the people will return to the people.

And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.

Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men -

Machine men with machine minds and machine hearts!

You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men!

You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful,

To make this life a wonderful adventure

Let us use that power!

Let us all unite!)

And we'll rise over love,

And over hate,

Through this iron sky,

That's fast becoming our minds

Over fear,

Into freedom.

Into freedom!

From which we'll rise over love,

And over hate,

Through this iron sky,

That's fast becoming our minds

Over fear,

Into freedom

Freedom

From which we'll rise over love,

And over hate,

Through this iron sky,

That's fast becoming our minds.

Over fear and into freedom.

Freedom!

Oh!

Rain on me!

Rain on me!

Rain on me!