Pro-Pain, Matthew Bizilia - Beyond the Pale lyrics
[Pro-Pain, Matthew Bizilia - Beyond the Pale lyrics]
With the strength of mystical force
They enforce the wars of the cross
And were sent by Jesus and God
To win, whatever the cost
But "the price of freedom is high"
Said those who sold this charade
And we chose to go and partake
And so began the Crusade
With martyrs on all sides
Instructing all to rise
And fight the factions of evil
They took us on all rides
As we watched the carnage and death
Spiral out of control
Then we all went on with our lives
Till all took a toll
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Now, the case for war, we reject
But we're forced to accept
And trust in those we elect
With policies so inept
Blind drunk with power and rage
Their propaganda was staged
But no one dare make a sound
Blind to facts on the ground
These trails of violence and tears
Will be like this for years
Most are numb to the pain
And ignorant to the game
But a game was played nonetheless
That some would call a success
With occupation the goal stripping the soul
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Beyond the pale, the pale, the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom
They enforce the wars of the cross
And were sent by Jesus and God
To win, whatever the cost
But "the price of freedom is high"
Said those who sold this charade
And we chose to go and partake
And so began the Crusade
With martyrs on all sides
Instructing all to rise
And fight the factions of evil
They took us on all rides
As we watched the carnage and death
Spiral out of control
Then we all went on with our lives
Till all took a toll
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Now, the case for war, we reject
But we're forced to accept
And trust in those we elect
With policies so inept
Blind drunk with power and rage
Their propaganda was staged
But no one dare make a sound
Blind to facts on the ground
These trails of violence and tears
Will be like this for years
Most are numb to the pain
And ignorant to the game
But a game was played nonetheless
That some would call a success
With occupation the goal stripping the soul
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Beyond the pale, the pale, the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom beyond the pale
Freedom, freedom, freedom