Carl Klang Rock Them In Their Ivory Towers
If not you then who will take a stand?
If not now then when will there be time to free this
land?
From the curse of the serpents disguised as the Holy
ones
Who crept in unawares by the cover of night
Who conspired to deceive us and rob and relieve us
Of life worth livin’ for
It’s time we rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming
storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s
scorn
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground
And the towers crumble down and they drown
In the blood, sweat and tears
Face to face, we’ll fight because we must
Race to race before they soil the blood of all mankind
Now the choices are few and the times swiftly running
out
Still there’s something we can do if we only will try
It is time for our people to arise from their sleep
Because now’s the eleventh hour
And time to rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming
storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s
scorn
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground
And the towers crumble down and they drown
In the blood, sweat and tears
If not you then who will take a stand?
If not now then when will there ever be time to free
this land?
From the curse of the serpents disguised as the Holy
ones
Who crept in unawares by the cover of night
Who conspired to deceive us and rob and relieve us
Of life worth livin’ for
It’s time we rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming
storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s
scorn
Rock them in their ivory towers
Before this moment slowly turns into hours
Rock them in their ivory towers
Before these hours slowly turn into years
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground and the towers
crumble down
And they drowned, in the blood, swear and tears
In the blood, sweat and tears
Their own blood, sweat and tears
Rock them in their ivory towers