the autumn sun flies high, illuminating blood-stained skies. Our sovereign nation under god betrays us with their lies.
the commander in chief is mere comedic relief to keep the real threats beneath.
Divide and conquer! So Only the rich will prosper! Herd the sheep, sort by color, they can never know they\'re brothers. Kill the lovers!
Can\'t hold me down! Won\'t blind my eyes! The people cast you down, see your diatribe, clown.
BLOOD! On the streets
BLOOD! Soaks the land
BLOOD! In my veins
BLOOD! On my hands
Don\'t let the man push you around! They can\'t shut you down. Their only hope is your ignorance! Know when to take the crown.
The public belief is in government relief, they know not what lies beneath...
Imprison! Enslave! The suits are all depraved. river of blood for the enclave, only the worthy to save
Can\'t keep me down, or poke out my eyes! When the people come around, there\'ll be...
BLOOD! On the streets
BLOOD! Soaks the land
BLOOD! In my veins
BLOOD! On my hands