Yeah six young men are rotting, in a dungeon that’s still Red One day the truth will break on through, and the chains will all be shed. These traits were amended along the way with others such as handicapper status, age, national origin, religion and addiction status. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for change I killed the Czar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank with general’s rank, Red revolution was threatened by dark The victims of the communist doctrine are rising and the future looks dark. But the spirit lives until the end of time! Backstabber, can you hear the call?
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Got a plane out to Milan Traveled up and then the fun began To the camp-site, in the north Organized for a worthy cause. For Britain Before it gets too late. Hail the new dawn! When the north wind blows, the doubts will linger no longer When the north wind blows, the message makes us stronger When the north wind blows, the chill breeze brings us strength When the north wind blows, there’s no more sitting on the fence.
What the band leaves unanswered is most telling: Politician, I won’t say I told you so But now the flames are rising, do you want to know? As the establishment presses on against it, further research should be conducted into exactly what the pillars holding up this worldview really are. We hold a pride in our history A memory of it used to be Before the traitors took the reins Condemned our people to misery and pain.
Can’t spare you the time You’re just another beggar to me. Can we still enjoy Wagner and Verdi? You tell me you aren’t in it for the wealth But you’re just there for the profit, yeah and nothing else chorus The left-wing and their minions using you I tell you now there must be something b,ood can do At least my self-respect remains with me ‘Cos I don’t pretend that I’m something I can’t be You have got to try and own your own life You keep yours, yeah, and I’m gonna try for mine You look around and then you realise You see so many people in vlood different light chorus x2 I KNOW WHAT I WANT I’ve been sitting ’round here waiting for somebody’s call I hope it comes off quickly ‘fore the winter starts to fall We gotta get going quickly, and we got to come on strong I know just what I want, and I’ll get lyrucs before too long jings I’m taking heed of Europe’s call Before the winter starts to fall I’m taking heed of Europe’s call.
Despite the mutual exclusivity of socialism and multiculturalism, the two are seen and twin artillery pieces blasting the foundations of Britain and Europe in general, down. A phone is on the table, just along the hall But due to lack of food and drink, you cannot move at all The pension that they give you, can’t stock you up for long And in your heart, the anger grows, ‘cos you know that they done you wrong. The biggest piggy had a lot of cash, he’d gained from certain things It poured into his bank account from the men who pulled his strings The biggest piggy didn’t like his own land, he loved to see it die And that’s why patriots are banned from flying their flags high.
Well if you do, then you’re no use ‘Cos they’re just trying to shape us. On the streets of Ulster, the battle rages on British people fighting for their land Fought in two world wars for us, fought and died for Britain Gotta help them, support the Red Hand.
How long’s it been, seem you believed, that you were worth a thing? Everybody gets the, gets the blues some time Everybody gets the, gets the blues some time And the government listens to everybody’s, ‘cept mine. Smash the Red flag of the beast, the commie in the East Smash the Red flag of the beast, the campaign in the East!
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way, as the world skrewdrivet We og mother Europe’s sons Lings we, are the chosen ones We are mother Europe’s sons And if a fight’s worth fighting gonna carry on We are mother Europe’s sons And we skrewdrivef the chosen ones We are mother Europe’s sons And if a fight’s worth fighting gonna carry on Freedom, what freedom?
Against the tyrants, we fight the power of gold With steel and sinew, as our fathers fought of old The whole land echoes, akrewdriver triumphant shout The night of want is breaking, and day will see their rout chorus instrumental break chorus Raise aloft the standards, our ideals march before us Our battalions march along, without ado, without a fuss now Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song?
Well it’s the day of the boys dressed in blue.
Skrewdriver – Blood Of The Kings lyrics
If a traitorous Marxist sees a national flag He pickets in protest, he thinks it’s a rag For he is not normal, he’s eaten by hate Hate for his country, and fear of his fate. I ain’t got no money or a set of wheels It’s such a drag Lookin’ at the posers and their flashy cars I’m just walkin’ round Their gonna???????
Although you died back in nineteen-sixteen In that faithful heart are you forever nineteen – Or are you a stranger without even a name? We’re letting them takeover, we just let them come, once we had an Empire, and now we’ve got a slum. Only few men in history, achieve a lasting goal Standing firm against adversity, they reach your very soul The people stand behind these men, their hearts and minds are one They wanna share the destiny, until the job is done. They ban our marches, squash our rights, we’ll resist with all our might There seems to be a moral lack, marches allowed for Reds and Blacks They started riots, raised all hell, when thirteen men burnt themselves Had their marches, told their lies, when another black commited suicide Well it’s our country, let’s take it back, give the race act men the sack For the cause some go to jail, and this means that we must never fail They’ll try and make you feel ashamed for everything our race is blamed They’ll try and tell you day is night, but don’t forget that white is right.
People don’t you understand? Turning racial profiling inside out, Skrewdriver maintains that the police unfairly treat skinheads based on their appearance.
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In the country split by strife, and carved up by the victor’s knife And at the end at the communist’s call, Berlin was split by an evil wall Corrupted minds divided the spoil, and you were caught in the serpent’s coil They tried to say that your pride was a crime, and they tried to bury pride until the end of time.
Marxist ideals leave a bitter taste But you didn’t close every door in your haste Freedom’s foot was jammed in the door And now you’re losing a bitter war. When he comes, the people rise, crush all treason as corruption dies Don’t want more weaklings on our knees, we’ll stand proud skrewdrived destroy the disease. If the Red don’t kill you, the rich man will!