VNV Nation Lyrics

Album: Advance And Follow

Frika Lyrics

Thus to holy war, our songs that turned to roar

Onward in our cause, we judged by holy laws

Hailed the sacred creed, fell on bended knee

Death that filled our wake, blood that stained our hands

Thus we reached the land, sacred man beheld

Vessel of a sin, none shall call him king

Thorns were always gold, blood that never flowed

Death lay in his wake, blood that stained his hands.

Thorns were always gold, blood that never flowed

Death lay in his wake, blood that stained his hands.

Take away his shield

Tear apart his standard

Shouting, sanctify this holy lie

Wash your face with tears

Wash your hands with soil

Wash away this holy lie

Dawn across the land, return to ancient creed

Mother, father, child. Now and ever be

Praise the wind and rain, praise the joy and pain

Never havoc cry nor loose the dogs of war