Les paroles de la chanson
« Ignition »
Trivium
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
That’s the sound of integrity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievery act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheritance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We’re the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
Time again for a war
On an enemy that isn’t real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death’s the meal
That’s the sound, impending far crawling up your spine
In a country where nothing its truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We’re the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
That’s the sound of integrity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievery act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheritance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We’re the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
Time again for a war
On an enemy that isn’t real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death’s the meal
That’s the sound, impending far crawling up your spine
In a country where nothing its truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy’s decision
Our leaders preach if we disagree
We’re the traitors of society
Homophobia, racism, sexism
Our system breed supremacy
[x2]
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for its last chance
