Lyrics

Reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders Far too many men dressed up as soldier The lamb is brought to the ground Under the weight of the crown A crown of thorns and dark deeds The swastika and the hammer and sickle Are symbols that reap only weeds The reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows precedes a storm of revolution People have no place in their solution So torture raises its head Decked out in blue, white and red And iron maidens will slam And by the half light of burning republics Joe Stalin looks just like Uncle Sam Reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows has washed away the corpse of Abel Cain is now the king in every Babel I just don't care who you are When Death draws up in his car And talks in terrorist tones Remember violence is only a vote for the Black Queen to take back the throne Reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows, reign of blows ...