21 Guns - Nordic Union

The trenches dug and filled with innocence

They live, they die

And fall with pride

A blood red sky, you see the colours fly

Fooled by the powers behind

Feeding us lies

They’re marching on, no matter what the cost

Their head held high

And don’t ask why

A freak parade with a dollar cost

They’re walled in an end of the wars

We’re going down, down, down

We’re falling one by one

Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Oooh, don’t think so

They’re moving forward on their tired feet

They live, they die

And fall with pride

The politicians gathered for the feast

They all wear the mark of the beast

We’re going down, down, down

We’re falling one by one

Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Down, down, down

We’re falling one by one

Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Oh, no, no, no

They won’t back down

Keep on waging on

And the wheels keep spinning around

Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Down, down, down

We’re falling one by one

Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?

Twenty-one guns makes it worth a price

But do we care about the body count?