all that I can be. . (chorus) (Guitar solo) I'm called to fight a spiritual war My job-to recruit so many more To build up an army stronger than might In unity, we will fight
sons and daughters, and soldiers Build my camp up like an army over Giza, running suicide missions You can't disarm me You, you, me, me, powerful, so powerful We're fighting
on your death bed when you layin' in the hospital And as you play all day like the grasshopper who work and toil Like armies of ants carryin' stones of soil Building
all my love is hate I am the politician and I decide your fate I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight I speak of great heroic days, of
'installe (His power the power of the dark side becomes firmly established) Non ne resiste pas ne lutte pas (No don't resist don't fight) Ne te detourne
accept this peace Pay respect to creatures like you, rape and loath the rest For even radio-played neurotics are building our armies in the west "The
in the dyke her arse is in the wall Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part If Moses did it with his faith, she;ll do it with an army Who
The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. Alone, the possibilities are enormous. Step outside
know how 2 heal, he found another way of life and accepted his guilt, now he stands tall as the soldier he built, never gonna fall, never could be tilt, he has an army
doum, the doum of the dhol taking its toll Null and void is what you've become An underground army with my brothers and sisters Hand to hand fighting, building
of privilege They've learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor So Ireland's just an island? It's an
Settle Down Housing Sheme Did All A Build Up Tings A Bulldozer Dung Emmanuel Mek A Wall And A Bull Bay Di Man Tun Whey Him Build A Di Bobo Camp & Everyone
my love is hate I am the politician, and I decide your fate I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight I speak of great heroic days,
revenge - FAILURE - Only one way of doing things right, - but a thousand ways wrong, - so join the fight. - In showing the winners we don't play their games, - an army
for church to fly God's building a church (and I'm so glad that...) Chorus: God's building a church It's gonna march like a mighty army man God's building
we will rejoice We'll build an army that the evil cannot break So hide the maides fair We'll spike the tyras lair He is an insult on the world of which