2 s Wild Fire LyricsIs it duplicity
A performative racist deceit
Cheap shock theatre
To which we should pay no heed?
Or is this real?
The sincere language of cowards?
The denial of Peter the Apostle
Ashamed of your master, your pariah's gospel?
I can't help but smile
The fascists' curious insistence
Demanding to have a master
And daring to call that resistance
Run like rats through a sewer
Roaches from torch-light run
Run like rats through a sewer
Roaches from torch-light run
Fear now, fear now
Fear now, fear now cold days' light
Nothing in these songs
Which to be ashamed
Everything we sing about
Would just as plainly say
Nothing in these songs
Which to be ashamed
Everything we sing about
Would just as plainly say
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Will surely always win
As dawn brings the reckoning
There's nothing in these songs
Of which to be ashamed
Everything we sing about
I'd just as plainly say
The noble flame of integrity
Will surely always win
As dawn brings
The reckoning
There's nothing in these songs
Of which to be ashamed
Everything we sing about
I'd just as plainly say
The noble flame of integrity
Will surely always win
As dawn brings
The reckoning