Bryn Jones - Fallen Kings Lyrics

Powder all your rifles boys
It's time to go to war
Pack up all the horse
With the things that you hold dear
The food stores have run empty
The workers they have left
No leaders left to follow
No country to defend

So take all of the lions share
And sell it all
Suns will rise
While old kings may fall

Friends and foes stand side by side
Upon these scorched black hills
Our banners raised, we stand as one
Dismantle and rebuild
Brothers and dear sisters
Let's raise these towers of stone
Build ourselves a new world
Upon these scattered bones

So take all of the lions share
And sell it all
Suns will rise
While old kings may fall

So take all of the lions share
And sell it all
Suns will rise
While old kings may fall