Herman Dune - World Of Workers lyrics

In a world of workers

In a world of slaves

Any member Of the workers of the world

From Berlin to Amsterdam

From London to Dublin

I don't believe in you

And I don't want To be a part of you

Idle sons

Idle sons

Your fathers want to kill you

I'm warning you

I saw things coming better

For some others

At the time when the night comes

And at the time when I hear thunder

Trees and their needles

The wind through their branches

The stones and the mud

The rain and the chilly wind

Are things that matter

Are things that are real

Are things I can believe in

If the kingdom is here And now