Blood On Your Hands

You've got blood on your hands Like a twisted dream of heresy We're the puppets, you're the master We're swaying to a symphony They will tear us, break us, piece by piece Oh, you'll never win my trust Even if you gave motherfucking damn about us It's all a game, it's all corrupt With greed, lust and distrust You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands Yeah, you turned our will to ash And filled our hearts with anger You sold us all, your flesh and blood And now it's time to fall You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy Die for me or be my enemy A mantra for disaster I'll resist you and your policies And i'll come at you with every fucking bit of me Oh, we'll never be set free It's the pinnacle of deception Doesn't hurt to be a hypocrite We know what you are, you're just full of shit You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy Yeah, you turned our will to ash And filled our hearts with anger You sold us all, your flesh and blood And now it's time to fall You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands It's the blood of your enemy You've got blood on your hands