Louis Tillett - Condemned to Live Lyrics

Backwards burning with the fires of hatred fueled by ignorance and greed
People screaming for more than they need to hoard
And they shout out it's always someone else's fault
Now we won't give in an inch and let this filth get rich
They came as slaves for us to work and die for us
What makes them think they've got the right to stand up and fight
We'll set things right tonight by lighting up the night sky with a burning white cross

And the black funeral pyre
They'll learn the ways of God by the whip and the rod
Yes they will

If they think they can get away with this then the clan will make them wish they had never been born
In Gods own land where we rule with an iron hand
Where the right to freedom belongs to every man woman and child
Not to be given up lightly to these creatures from the wild
Who make all this fuss and think they're equal to us

Lets make sure we ring their death bell And send them to where they belong in hell
White nights of the invisible order Will help make things as they ought to be

We all know it's wrong just exactly what's been going on
It's time to put a stop to this insidious rot
The misguided fools believe that they are on the level
But we know what it's all about
Just the work of the devil
The real plot of these heathen races
Is hidden behind their masks not their faces
Lets not mess around
We'll put them all in the ground

But if we don't' stop to think Then who's going to clean up all this stink
If we insist on enforcing this racial sieve
Then all alone it'll be us condemned to live
On our own

Backwards burning with the fires of hatred fueled by ignorance and greed
People screaming for more than they need to hoard
And they shout out it's always someone else's fault
Now we won't give in an inch and let this filth get rich
They came as slaves for us to work and die for us
What makes them think they've got the right to stand up and fight
We'll set things right tonight by lighting up the night sky with a burning white cross

And the black funeral pyre
They'll learn the ways of God by the whip and the rod
Yes they will

If they think they can get away with this then the clan will make them wish they had never been born
In Gods own land where we rule with an iron hand
Where the right to freedom belongs to every man woman and child
Not to be given up lightly to these creatures from the wild
Who make all this fuss and think they're equal to us

Lets make sure we ring their death bell And send them to where they belong in hell
White nights of the invisible order Will help make things as they ought to be

We all know it's wrong just exactly what's been going on
It's time to put a stop to this insidious rot
The misguided fools believe that they are on the level
But we know what it's all about
Just the work of the devil
The real plot of these heathen races
Is hidden behind their masks not their faces
Lets not mess around
We'll put them all in the ground

But if we don't' stop to think Then who's going to clean up all this stink
If we insist on enforcing this racial sieve
Then all alone it'll be us condemned to live
On our own