Video Musik

Dari

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Fehn
Chris Fehn
Percussion
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Lead Vocals
Jim Root
Jim Root
Guitar
Mick Thomson
Mick Thomson
Guitar
Joey Jordison
Joey Jordison
Drums
Paul Gray
Paul Gray
Bass Guitar
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percussion
Sid Wilson
Sid Wilson
Turntables
Craig Jones
Craig Jones
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Songwriter
Mick Thomson
Mick Thomson
Songwriter
Joey Jordison
Joey Jordison
Songwriter
Paul Gray
Paul Gray
Songwriter
James Root
James Root
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Vrenna
Chris Vrenna
Additional Producer
Oli Wright
Oli Wright
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy Parker
Jeremy Parker
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Colin Richardson
Colin Richardson
Mixing Engineer
Dave Fortman
Dave Fortman
Producer
M. Hyde
M. Hyde
Mixing Engineer

Lirik

The state of the nation – violation A broken promise is as good as a lie The hell is humongous, the Devil's among us And we will burn 'cause we won't unite What are we conceding for our freedom? Why does anybody think we need 'em? I would rather fight than let another die We're the problem, but we're also the solution All hope is gone If you want it, come and take it from me If you think you can, you still don't know me Let me tell you, man, I said it, I meant it And I will always have the right to defend it 50 seconds, 100 murders The bill of rights is a bill of sale What will you do when the war is over? What will you do when your system fails? We have made the present obsolete What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way when all hope is gone We've seen the fall of the elite Bury your life, take your disease We'll end the world when all hope is gone We have made the present obsolete What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way when all hope is gone We've seen the fall of the elite Bury your life, take your disease We'll end the world when all hope is gone The wretched are the wounded, the hungry starve to death In a place where no one goes, the air itself is a final breath So discontinue the antiseptic care charade As a cry of justice comes, a malignant fire fades I am the reason your future suffers I am the hatred you won't embrace I am the worm of a pure gestation I am the remedy, spit in my face All your laws and rules are outdated All your subjects are killing the kings I could rattle off a million other reasons why But does it matter when the only thing we love will die? We have made the present obsolete What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way when all hope is gone We've seen the fall of the elite Bury your life, take your disease We'll end the world when all hope is gone We've made the present obsolete What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way when all hope is gone We've seen the fall of the elite Bury your life, take your disease We'll end the world when all hope is gone When all hope is gone When all hope is gone When all hope is gone
Writer(s): Paul Gray, James Root, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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