Crawl, crawl Do you hear revolution's call? Time to fight our own denial Warmongers keep us locked in fear Invoke the past, a moment of tears An ugly truth put forth by our youth Under the threat of patriotic brute So use your rage It is a weapon we all must engage Let trumpets sound our call Or by their lives we will fall Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing Sing revolution's song Whey they say die Die for America War They say that freedom isn't free It's paid with the lives of sons and families 'Cause blood is their new currency And oil pumps the heart of money So fight as one without a fucking gun Words are the bullets to this revolution Use your pain The battlegrounds, the streets are ablaze Excess will pave their path The winds of change, our bloodbath Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing Sing revolution's song When they say die Die for America Power and prejudice Actions they use to pit against Terror, insurgency Words used to scare conformity It's propaganda, it's their hypocrisy Free to choose our own slavery All suffer humanity, fuck [Incomprehensible] Fight, fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight, fight So fight for all that you love (Fight, fight, fight, fight) Scream, choking with foot open throat (Fight, fight, fight, fight) Blind star spangled eyes (Fight, fight, fight, fight) Death, no more the truth you will hide, no more (Fight, fight) So how do they sleep? While our mothers weep They're selling our souls (They're selling our souls) And our blood for oil Our generation can be the fucking one That overcomes the greed of corrupt nations Have no shame You're not alone in thinking, this is fucking insane Rise up and take your stand You curl the fingers of your hand I don't know what to do 'Cause I don't have the answers With every ounce of strength I'll vow to fight the cancer Didn't say I want to lead I just might let you down Didn't say believe in me Just hold this common ground I'm just as lost as you And probably more confused So fucking far from perfect My mind wrecked from abuse There's something fucking wrong When war takes sons and daughters Our lambs misled to slaughter War Clenching the fist of dissent Lies Clenching the fist of dissent Fear Clenching the fist of dissent Changed Clenching to hope © NOTTING DALE SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com