revolution's calling The power of freedom so devine Saves us all from falling down Voices from an ancient time A prayer for the dying A call for rebellion
Übersetzung: Freedom Call. Heart Of The Brave.
afraid You still have the freedom to learn, and say what you wanna say You gotta remember, don't let 'em take away The land we call the home of the brave
the ancestor, the struggle continues Loving heart, strong sun, firm fist We are those [Brother J] We are evolutionists, for justice People try to front and call
: I wasn?t put hear to eat no fucking dirt Ain?t about to kiss nobody?s ass You pay me now cause we won?t be here later Think for myself and you call
the stripes It's calling him god knows where He kisses the ones he loves goodbye And leaves in the dead of night For freedom he'll heed the call Leave
man shall stand before God!!! It has begun The beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called
army I speak the great words of war: Brothers, they may take our lives but they'll never take away our freedom Chorus Scotland! I hear you call my name
calling Calling once again Stand beside your brothers All ye, that are men Let freedom's flame burn so bright That all, all the world will see Let freedom
egotists. We can try to fill those spaces with the strength of our love. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics of Whimsy',
to serve. Well, he was killed but his rebel call was heard. [Bridge] Warrior, you heard a call Guiding you to the brave men's hall. To the brave men'
from a fearsome wreck, a great dagger stuck in her deck. (chorus) Crimson Dawn, my heart was torn, a midnight rescue we were called upon, a freedom fire
fathers bled I think I see a valley Covered with bones in blue All the brave soldiers that cannot get older Been asking after you Hear the past a calling
my dream in the shadow of death The calling of Hell, the calling of Satan! Follow my dream in the shadow of death The calling of Hell, the calling
more time I've always knew I just got to live my life So I'm never, ever gonna breakdown Be brave, you don't have to follow me Reclaim, what some call
to this most blasphemous of halls Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
