Revolution Now - Risk

Over the top of a wall — haunting

A daring palace rowers high

It’s spires shoot up high, high into the sky

Millions of fires that don’t want to die

How many silken virgins died — bad games

To keep a drowsy king awake

Wild orgies, festivals — endless day and night

Minions drink to you health, the master of might

Down the industrial districts — darkness

The day starts early for a slave

It’s workman’s destiny, downtrodden and distressed

Without mans dignity the rich remain the blessed

Wipe out

The might

We want

The revolution now

The crowd

Will fight

Together we we’ll

Wipe out…

We’ll join together now

A shinning on our faces

Make the road a chain of lights

Furious and armed

Turn things into monster

Let the armies clash tonight

Wipe out

The might

We want

The revolution now

The crowd

Will fight

Together we we’ll

Wipe out…