The Wind That Shakes The Tree by Typan Lyrics

Echoed thunder cracking
In their hallowed halls of sin
Lords of plunder waiting
Sit on thrones of stone within

Lands asunder
Gripped in terror
Drenched in red red rain
We know who stands to profit
The only ones who gain

Shed blood soldiers
It's a holy war
For them gods of oil and dollars
Will you give your life and more?

Blow off the doors
And count all the whores
Watch them bend the knee
The weakened will surrenders
To the wind that shakes the tree
We're the lightning breaking
Through their parliament of pain
When we rise we're frightening
In their calculating brains

Lords of plunder
Gripped in terror
Wait for the rain to fall
They didn't think us peasants
Would have the nous
Would have the balls

Shed blood soldiers
It's a holy war
For them gods of oil and dollars
Will you give your life and more?

Blow off the doors
And count all the whores
Watch them bend the knee
The weakened will surrenders
To the wind that shakes the tree

I won't march to war
On the promise of your lie
I won't take a bullet
While I still have open eyes
You say we must face danger
I can't hear one reason why
You think the world is conflict
And we're the grunts
We're born to die
They say that we must shed blood
And we must tow the line
They say "No pain no gain son!"
'Cause we live in evil times
They tell us to kill brothers
And there's no good reasons why
Just paper, rich man's profit
Is that a good reason to die?

Blow off the doors
And count all the whores
Watch them bend the knee
The weakened will surrenders
To the wind that shakes the tree

I'm the wind!
The wind that shakes the tree
You're the wind!
The wind that shakes the tree
We're the wind!
Yeah!
The wind that shakes the tree
The weakened will surrenders
To the wind that shakes the tree!