Revenge from Rural Hate! by Rural Hate!

The masters knocking
Theres no place left to hide
Theres no escaping
When they come for your life

Blood stained walls
One by one they'll fall
That is all
Revenge


The bastards knocking
Now will you bow your head
Theres no escaping
No, I'd rather be dead!

What will it take?
A shine from a blades edge
It's their mistake
Revenge


In your town theyre marching down on you
Theyre destroying our future our youth
Then they point their finger at you
Theyre out of time

Theres a boot thats going for their teeth
We will cut them from the knee
Theyll end up beneath our feet
You have to fight if you want to be free

• Ireland
• Punk
• Rural Hate
• galway
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• Galway