Fan The Flames - Axxis

Fear of war, fear of death

Fear of strangers in our path

There’s so much fear

Fear of what the preachers says

Fear the holy cross

Burnin' in our heads

In a world so cold

Our hearts were sold

Yeah, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Oh, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round, oh yeah

Spend our money on defense

Paid to all the governments

So much fear

We built the walls so high

All the razor wire

Cutting through the sky

In a world so cold

Our hearts were sold

Yeah they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Oh, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Yeah, that makes the world go round

They have the biggest banks

The biggest walls

Bullets and bombs

For the biggest guns

They fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Go round, go round, go round, yeah

Yeah, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

That makes the world go round

Oh, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Yeah, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

Yeah, they fan the flames of fear

Dealing with our dread, my dear

Yes I know

All that makes the world go round

All that makes the world go round

Oh yeah

Round

Go round

Go round