Still echoes

A thousand heads cut clean across their necks
Right down the hal from me
The reich's relentless blade
Thirsty and shining red
Still echoes of their screams

This is a tarnished heirloom
Passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom
A legacy of collapse, built on a paintful truth
A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads

They meekly did their time
Coutings the days while
Harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied
Folder the crimson star
The rabbits turned to jackals
This is a tarnished heirloom
Passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom
A legacy of collapse, built on a paintful truth

A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads
Soviet hangover, eastern bloc
And dirty money still flows through locks
A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers

Restrained but there's no resistance here
Southeast asia in a euro cellblock
Saison's children conceal what they've got
The opium trail runs west through here
They're selling disease to erase all your fears

A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads
I won't bow my head