Sticks and Shields Songtext
von I Fight Lions

There′s violence in the air tonight
It's brewing up a storm
In the cold, we stand united
Trying to keep each other warm
The truncheons give percussion
And their beat′s not one of peace
It's a hard, macabre march
Advancing down these crowded streets

And arm in arm, we sing our anthems
Arm in arm we cry
That we have won this war already
Because love is on our side
Though we know that love has never
Won a war before
If we stand strong and tall
We may just have something worth standing for

We pray to any god who'd listen
Help us find the peace we′re missing, please
So sick of living on our knees


There′s violence in the air tonight
There's a riot on the streets
We′re spitting blood and desperate words
Through a cage of broken teeth
We're all in love, and all in war
All with our beliefs
So beautiful, so passionate
Such a primitive release

As the riot vans come rolling
And we scatter like leaves
The sirens sing a symphony
To bring about the peace
60 sticks and shields
Against protesting pacifists
Just pleading for a respite
From the riot marines

We pray to any god who′d listen
Help us find the peace we're missing, please
So sick of living on our knees

We pray to any god who′d listen
Help us find the peace we're missing
We never had an answer given
'Til we stood up, and found a reason for
Love to end the war