The gloves are off, it's time to k**
Despite the body count ensued
Flowers and bodies pile up in ash and memory
While your freedom is raped by gunfire
Send in the ma**es, send in the coroner
Flesh and bone returned to earth again
You own war, your own war
Sing a song of independence
Something that used to exist
Sing it loud for all the f**ing kids
As bullets fly, bullets fly through their chests
Taste the d**h on your tongue
d**h's the scent you wear it well
The blindfolded murderers
I refuse to live in silence
I refuse to die in silence
Burning bridges
Burning Bodies
Ma**acre of ma**acres