Текст песни: Saxon. Altar Of The Gods.
Come from the woods, out of the hills
Come from the cities, down from the moors
Make your way down the golden path
To stand before the temple
Power is the name
To stay on the top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Come, smash the old, come, cut the land
Come, carve the stone, come, forge the steel
From out of desolation rise
The symbols of your power
Your towers of steel stand proud
Cathedrals of a new age
Let all with greed come worship here
At the altar of the Gods
Power is the name
To stay on top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Wall street crash, financial sting
Live for the dollar, profit the share
The shame of generations past
Reflected in the city
Power is the name
To stay on the top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Come from the cities, down from the moors
Make your way down the golden path
To stand before the temple
Power is the name
To stay on the top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Come, smash the old, come, cut the land
Come, carve the stone, come, forge the steel
From out of desolation rise
The symbols of your power
Your towers of steel stand proud
Cathedrals of a new age
Let all with greed come worship here
At the altar of the Gods
Power is the name
To stay on top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Wall street crash, financial sting
Live for the dollar, profit the share
The shame of generations past
Reflected in the city
Power is the name
To stay on the top, your aim
Money rules the game
The winner takes the gain
Saxon
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