Still Echoes Songtext / Lyric

A thousand heads cut clean across their necks

right down the hall from me.

The reich's relentless blade, thirsty and shining red

still echoes of their screams.



This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists

A shameful house of doom

A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth.



A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.

To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.

They just bowed their heads.



They meekly did their time

Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles

Forever occupied, folded the crimson star,

The rabbits turned to jackals






This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists

A shameful house of doom

A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth.



A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.

To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.

They just bowed their heads.



Soviet hangover, eastern bloc.

And dirty money still flows through locks.

A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers

Restrained but there's no resistence here.



Southeast Asia in a Euro cellblock.

Saigon's children conceal what they've got.

The opium trail runs west through here.

They're selling disease to erase all your fears.



A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.

To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.

They just bowed their heads.

I won't bow my head.