Slay the Tyrants Songtext
von Hex Crow

A job and food on my table
I couldn′t be asking for more
Like a sheep on the stable
Waiting to get crushed

Believing I was unique
Condemning my own thoughts
Til I heard them talking
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns

Slay the Tyrants!

We met on the catacombs
High rank commanders on our side
Made the things a bit easier
Now we had to decide


Should we take the power?
A Coup d'État would not clear it all
Should we call elections?
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns

Slay the Tyrants!

The power corrupted
Elections was not a choice
Should we burn the nation?
We didn′t have the guts

Like Heracles we rose
All their heads we'd cut
Let the future in people's hands
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns

Slay the Tyrants!