Lletres: 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