Royal Hunt - The Clan lyrics

White cape, red cross... hands up to cheer The Big Boss No life, no love, no thoughts, no brains to speak of: "Stand tall, divide the whole world in black and off-white!" You've got your plan... God bless you losers and your Clan The day will come... lights out - and soon you'll be gone Who's left? Your son... The only thing you'll pa** on: "k** a n******g, k** a Jew, k** a couple, k** a few". Alright - no more, no less? He'll put you to rest while going: Raise your gla** and hail The Clan feel united by your colour Raise hell just because you can, burn a cross... and one another.