Lyrics

Driven to the point, of violent rage You fight for peace but feed us hate, your country left in ruins and a feral state Oh such wicked webs we weave of pain You fucking pigs You take what you did not create We are all but blind lambs, led to the slaughter How can't you see The price tag on the "freedom" that we believe Is a privilege living under the hand of greed What a lovely land of weaklings The revolution on its knees Watch them bleed Watch them bleed You build foundations Over hands reaching for support You are not god in this game Watch your empire fall apart The revolution on its knees Vicious cycles begin to repeat We the people stand to lose it all Divided we stand, united we fall You cling to false hope, begging for your salvation And even on your deathbed you lack the dedication Misery beats down on you The hate that reigns shows a wicked truth And as the tirades grew and grew I lost my faith in you I've lost it all And as our cities fall prey Our country mocked through the night and day Driven to the point of a violent rage You fight for peace but you've only fed us hate Your country left to rot in ruins What a feral state, this nation has become Such wicked webs we weave of pain You fucking pigs you give and take Oh what a lovely mess we've made You fucking pigs You give and take away The revolution on its knees Vicious cycles begin to repeat We the people stand to lose it all Divided we stand, united we fall The revolution on its knees Vicious cycles begin to repeat We the people stand to lose it all Divided we stand United we fall
Writer(s): Monument Of A Memory Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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