Bài hát Wardance Báo Lỗi

The atmosphere's strange Out on the town

Music for pleasure It's not music no more

Music to dance to Music to move

This is music to march to To a war dance

A war dance

Look at the victim Scrawled on the wall

you know the reason Outside the door

You got something Nasty in your mind

Trying to get out To a war dance

A war dance

We walk round the pitch Honesty is sick

Try to be honest Look what you get

The food runs short And then the money talks

One way out Look for a nationist command

A war dance