A stone from the water,
A leaf from the tree.
A snake from the underground -
Everything you see.
Now you belong to us, no matter where you are
Now you are Property of RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
There are colours from the flowers,
A feather from a wing.
With his label writer he labels everything.
Howling in a dark night,
And the light from the stars,
Now this is property of RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
Since the beginning of time,
This land is mine.
And in the future for sure,
You'll be insecure.
Nothing will remain of your ancestors land,
Only burned earth,
Your scars and the sand.
Hold on to your old memoirs
From now on they're property of RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
RollsRoyce Motorcars.
Since the beginning of time,
This land is mine.
And in the future for sure,
You'll be insecure.
My spear will take you down,
Raven hunts for your crown,
Your soul will never be clear,
Our screams in your ear.
Since the beginning of time,
This land is mine.
And in the future for sure,
You'll be insecure.
My spear will take you down,
Raven hunts for your crown,
Your soul will never be clear,
Our screams in your ear.