Rightful heirs to rights unknown Oblivious to the merit The parchment unwoven No fortification, no security Premonitions from the predecessors predicting that our freedom would eventually be obsolete
What kind of man neglects his license to breath easy? Ignorant fools place trust in the men disgracing sovereignty When revolution is before us privileged will finally mean it's means "U!" You force feed fear to the naive "S!" Essential to the butcher, you fatten up the swine "A" A march from the stock yard Defenseless, we'd walk the line
Crafted by creators of the land of the free The artisans who fought for what was right This is my right There are many like it but this one is mine To govern those who govern us And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights
Unconstitutional, you've left me with a reason. Vindication in the form of powder, plot, and treason. When revolution is before us, we'll take it by it's throat.
Crafted by creators of the land of the free The artisans who fought for what was right This is my right There are many like it but this one is mine To govern those who govern us And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights
Powder, plot, and treason left me with a reason.
Crafted by creators of the land of the free The artisans who fought for what was right This is my right There are many like it but this one is mine To govern those who govern us And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights