They wallow in their father's sins, as time passes away
Victory, it erupts from deep inside
He killed him without second thought, with brute force and a rope
Victory, instinct over intellect
Blame it on the victory
History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery
The priest was kind and gentle as he positioned his head
The evil sits inside them torpid timing its escape
Victory, it erupts from deep inside
The crimes are without motive but they ignore all restraint
History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery
Among the parade crowd there stands a decorated man
Victory, victory, blame it on the victory
So many times, so many lives
Blame it on the victory
Waiting to see what the maker has in mind
Plotting its discovery
Victory, instinct over intellect
Victory, it erupts from deep inside
The pain was like brimstone, but the kid hardly bled
Victory, victory, blame it on the victory
Victory, instinct over intellect
The unsuspecting commoners hum diligent each day
Test the other side
Victory, victory, blame it on the victory
History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery
His helpless enemy was wounded, both hands raised with hope
Remembering how he helped to save this sacred land
