Lionheart Songtext
von Heavy Load

I know you long for action
You hate the humdrum traction
And the way it wears you down
And the way it keeps you bound to be a clown

I fell for shiny wrappings
I raised from ranks to trappings
But, rise to power ends in shame
And giving orders is a lonely, lonely game

I say one, I say two, I say three
And they plunge into it all
I say one, I say two, I say three
And they′re gone for evermore
No more than fodder for the war

Call me Lionheart
They call me Lionheart
Hear me roar


Call me Lionheart
You may call me Lionheart
But it's not I who bleed and die in the fields
Not I who′s whipped and hung up in the streets

The world is void of reason
We should revel with treason
But, since we're raised to be but slaves
We are obeying from cradle to the grave

We are the puppets of preachers
We are mere dogs on leashes
And, where there's power there is greed
And people bound to bleed to fill the need

I say one, I say two, I say three
And they plunge into it all
I say one, I say two, I say three
And they′re gone for evermore
No more than fodder for the war

Call me Lionheart
They call me Lionheart
Hear me roar


Call me Lionheart
You may call me Lionheart
But it′s not I who bleed and die in the fields
Not I who's whipped and hung up in the streets

You know I fear the night
Oh, when the stars are bright
And lost souls keep calling
All through the night

They cannot find their light
And their souls keep calling
All through the night
And their souls keep calling
And their souls keep calling
All through the night

So, history′s repeating
The axe and sword defeating
All the reasons of the world
And another generation crashes and burns

Behind their words on freedom
There is no truth no wisdom
And, when you penetrate their lies
You will find that you're a dog in proud disguise

Call me Lionheart
They call me Lionheart
Hear me roar

Call me Lionheart
They call me Lionheart
And they all fall
Lost souls fall

Call me Lionheart
You may call me Lionheart
But, it′s not I who bleed and die in the fields
Not I who's whipped and hung up in the streets

And their souls keep calling
And their souls keep calling
All through the night