Over the top of a wall - haunting A daring palace rowers high It's spires shoot up high, high into the sky Millions of fires that don't want to die How many silken virgins died - bad games To keep a drowsy king awake Wild orgies, festivals - endless day and night Minions drink to you health, the master of might Down the industrial districts - darkness The day starts early for a slave It's workman's destiny, downtrodden and distressed Without mans dignity the rich remain the blessed Wipe out The might We want The revolution now The crowd Will fight Together we we'll Wipe out... We'll join together now A shinning on our faces Make the road a chain of lights Furious and armed Turn things into monster Let the armies clash tonight Wipe out The might We want The revolution now The crowd Will fight Together we we'll Wipe out...