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Skyclad - Salt On The Earth lyrics
Out of the East a prince shall rise
 To summon fire from the skies.
 I'm lord of this wasteland - where my word is law
 My bedfellows pestilence, famine and war
 Turn children to orphans - make wives into widows
 Then laugh at your plight behind bullet-proof windows
 With swords made of "Black Gold" the world is my whore
 I've all you could wish for yet still I want more.
Out of the East the prince shall rise.
 They are the victims (the ones who survived)
 To bury their families along with their pride
 Forgotten, forsaken, defenceless and lostSkyclad - Salt On The Earth - http://motolyrics.com/skyclad/salt-on-the-earth-lyrics.html
 They count their blessings whilst counting the cost.
 All they can do is pray that his greed shall destroy him
 But meanwhile they choke on another man's poison.
 Should we turn our cheeks so the mad and the twisted
 May strike us again 'cus we never resisted?
 They'll slaughter our allies - invade all our neighbours
 Then when they come here there'll be none left to save us...
 Then we'll be the victims - the ones who must fight
 Bury our families and our human rights
 To the hands of a madman all liberty lost
 He'll reap the rewards while The Earth pays the cost
 Spill oil on troubled waters - believe yourself divine
 By calling it an "act of war" you cover up the crime.








