The killers, the oppressors, the drown in the lake Is creeping me out like a ghost in the flesh Just question the right and don’t give up your fate Cuz under the surface you’ll met us, your death What’s left to sell? Left ta save? In our minds, born a slave In the end, you will fall Understand, we’re all dead
Now is the time to stand and fight No more lies to hang our brain washed mind No more poison for us to eat Now is not the time to fucking sleep Arm yourself Get ready for the War on our lives On our mind Born and bred to fight and die No mistake can be made When TV say's it's just ok And with their lying self thriving fucking smile They say “it’s just fine” But the bodies stacking up say otherwise