Текст песни Act III (Jordan Page) с переводом

Friends we gather round together

Holding tight our faith & guns

But in this room I feel something greater than ourselves

Now listen everyone

Arms yourselves for the hammer’s crashing down

Arm yourselves all ye citizens

Arm yourselves with the ghost of a risen son

And lay your armor on

There’s no time left, the day has come

Some men say they won’t be taken

From my cold dead hands my dear

Most men live as slaves to their ignorance

But now the truth’s becoming clear, so

Arm yourselves for the hammer’s crashing down

Arm yourselves all ye citizens

Arm yourselves to the teeth

And prepare your eyes for blood I do believe

The passive man won’t live to grieve

There are birds of prey in the skies with murder in their eyes

Far below our armies crash

As choirs sing Hallelujah

Force multiplies in the street like symphonies of pain

Can you hear the violins (ence) play

As children sing Hallelujah?

Arm yourselves little lambs for the culling is at hand

And the wolves have come to dinner

I can hear them at my door

Come celebrate little slave before you dig your grave

Pick your poison, drink it slowly

But I say no more

Arm yourselves for the veil has fallen down

Arm yourselves all ye sovereigns

Arm yourselves with the truth and believe

The stage is set, and I foresee a sold out show

Begin Act Three…

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