War!
Do you hear revolution’s call?
It’s 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 now must engage
Let trumpets sound our call
Or by their lies we will fall
Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
Sing revolution’s song
When 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 f_cking 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 uses to scare conformity
It’s propaganda, it’s their hypocrisy
Free to choose our own slavery
All suffer humanity
Fight
Fight – for all that you love
Scream – choking with foot upon threat
Blind – star spangled eyes
Death – no more the truth you will hide
No, more
So how do they sleep?
When our mothers weep
They’re selling our souls
And our blood for oil
Our generation
Can be the f_cking one
That overcomes the greed
Of corrupt nations
Have no shame
You’re not alone in thinking
This is f_cking insane
Rise up and take your stand
And curl the fingers of your hand
And I don’t know what to do
Cause I don’t have the answers
But with ever ounce of strength
I’ll vow to fight this 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 f_cking far from perfect
My mind wrecked from abuse
There’s something f_cking wrong
When war takes sons and daughters
Our lambs misled to slaughter
War!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Lies!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Fear!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Change!
Clenching to hope
Do you hear revolution’s call?
It’s 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 now must engage
Let trumpets sound our call
Or by their lies we will fall
Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
Sing revolution’s song
When 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 f_cking 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 uses to scare conformity
It’s propaganda, it’s their hypocrisy
Free to choose our own slavery
All suffer humanity
Fight
Fight – for all that you love
Scream – choking with foot upon threat
Blind – star spangled eyes
Death – no more the truth you will hide
No, more
So how do they sleep?
When our mothers weep
They’re selling our souls
And our blood for oil
Our generation
Can be the f_cking one
That overcomes the greed
Of corrupt nations
Have no shame
You’re not alone in thinking
This is f_cking insane
Rise up and take your stand
And curl the fingers of your hand
And I don’t know what to do
Cause I don’t have the answers
But with ever ounce of strength
I’ll vow to fight this 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 f_cking far from perfect
My mind wrecked from abuse
There’s something f_cking wrong
When war takes sons and daughters
Our lambs misled to slaughter
War!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Lies!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Fear!
Clenching the fists of dissent
Change!
Clenching to hope