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A thousand heads cut clean across their necks
right down the hall from me.
The reich's relentless blade, thirsty and shining red
still echoes of their screams.
This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom, a legacy of collapse.
Built on a painful truth.
A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
They meekly did their time
Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied, folded the crimson star,
The rabbits turned to jackals
This is a tarnished heirloom, passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom, a legacy of collapse.
Built on a painful truth.
A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
Soviet hangover, eastern bloc.
And dirty money still flows through locks.
A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers
Restrained, but there's no resistence here.
South-east Asia in a Euro cellblock.
Saigon's children conceal what they've got.
The opium trail runs west through here.
They're selling disease to erase all your fears.
A thousand years of failure, a thousand years they bled.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
I won't bow my head.
right down the hall from me.
The reich's relentless blade, thirsty and shining red
still echoes of their screams.
A shameful house of doom, a legacy of collapse.
Built on a painful truth.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied, folded the crimson star,
The rabbits turned to jackals
A shameful house of doom, a legacy of collapse.
Built on a painful truth.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
And dirty money still flows through locks.
A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers
Restrained, but there's no resistence here.
Saigon's children conceal what they've got.
The opium trail runs west through here.
They're selling disease to erase all your fears.
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father.
They just bowed their heads.
I won't bow my head.
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Randy in an interview said the following:
"The song is a history of [Prague's] Pankrác Prison," he says. Three years ago, Czech authorities arrested the frontman under charges of manslaughter – they claimed a Lamb of God fan died as a result of injuries from Blythe allegedly pushing him offstage at a 2010 gig – and placed him in Prague's decrepit 19th century prison. He was found not guilty in 2013.
"A thousand heads cut clean across their necks, right down the hall from me." And while, at face value, the words might read like generic gory metal imagery, Blythe asserts that their inspiration was very real. "There was a guillotine right down the hall from me, from when the Nazis had the prison. From 1943 to 1945 they executed almost 2,000 people by the guillotine, because it was cheaper than shooting and quicker than hanging."
http://www.rollingstone.com/music/features/inside-lamb-of-gods-prison-themed-new-single-still-echoes-20150515?page=2
Further to Randy's comments there are numerous references to Reich (NAZIs were the third Reich), and the Cold War era ("the bear, the blitzkreig...") The Russians were symbolised as bears during the Cold War. "Soviet hangover, Eastern Bloc" ... terms for the communist region of Europe.
The Czech Republic was part of the Eastern Bloc (Communism) during the Cold War time.