Turn the Cross

Turn the cross upside down

Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown

Past defeat echoes on

Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con

Turn the cross upside down

Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown

Past defeat echoes on

Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con

The final gasp of a dying breed

A coarse attempt by petty men to control the feed

Tears of wrath water the beer

Lost boys choose their politics according to their fear

Wave the flag

Soaked in rage

Blind attacks

Hate, hate, hate

No esteem, constant lack

Made themselves a victim but opinion's not a fact

Single threat to our world

An economy of death where everybody burns

Wave the flag

Soaked in rage

Vicious packs

Fueled by hate

Boots parade

Like olden days

Jealous cowards

Callous ways

A tiny crack in the dark where light comes in

A single shot through the heart of this machine

Where vicious packs wave their flags all soaked in rage

Like olden days, boots parade, all fueled by hate

All suited up, legitimized, they're waging war

I've had enough, let's shove those fuckers out the door

One

Two

Three

Four

You're out the door

Had enough

Time for change

I know you're tired but here we go again

If you hear this you're a weapon