Royal Hunt

I thought that the madness was over as echo of a last bloody war
was fading away, but discovered a new breed of fools on the way
to steal their fair share of headlines... in "Whatever Times"
over and over
For some unexplainable reason there's always a few of a kind
who'd put their beliefs in a prison of highly deranged, vicious minds
Praying away for a bigger and stronger empire to surface the Earth,
coming back from the ashes to set every nation on fire...
Blood's on your face and all over the place as
you're hiding, you're lying - disgrace is worse than dying,
keep falling much lower 'cause it's so far from over
The war cry's returning (remaining bridges're burning)