Your blood flies in the wind,
It`s old and worn and has no glory
Hand on heart allegiance pledged
Patriot, hatred instilled
Ignorant, white trash stand proud
With bigotry endowed
These colours don`t run
These colours well worn
These colours don`t run
But put to the torch they`ll sure as hell...
Burn like your passion,
The passion of the damned
Can you still hear Dixie?
Ignorance is your strength
A raped stolen land stands so proud
Can you still hear Dixie scream out loud?
These colours don`t run
These colours are well worn
These colours don`t run
But put to the torch they`ll sure as hell...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Your blood flies in the wind
Aged, ragged it`s a sorry story,
Blood-spattered banner unfurled
A nation, hatred instilled,
With slavery stained,
Your dream of shame
These colours don`t run
These colours are well worn
These colours don`t run
But put to the torch they`ll sure as hell....
These colours don`t run
These colours are well worn
Your colours don`t run
But put to the torch - I`ll tread on you !!!
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These colours don`t run
These colours are well worn
These colours don`t run
But put to the torch they`ll sure as hell...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Want to see your flag up in flames
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
I`ll tread on you.
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