Wardance Songtext
von Onslaught

The atmosphere′s strange
Out on the town
Music for pleasure
It's not music no more
Music to dance to
Music to move
This is music to march to
To war dance!

The war dance
A war dance


Look at graffiti
Scrawled on the wall
You know the reason
Outside the door
You have something
Nasty in your mind
Crawling to get out
To war dance!

The war dance
A war dance

We walk ′round the pitch
Honesty is sick
Try to be honest
Look what you get
The food runs short
And then the money talks
One way out-
Your premonition is correct!

The war dance
A war dance