Iron

Iron fist are weak We the people under siege In tonne of tongue we speak But I know you from my sleep Iron made me prosper But I don't see no future I won't greet my children in a world that has forgotten them So this is for the living and the dead that bled to keep us breathing We missed the sign again, they're wrapped in storm Not by our shores again so we crack on But we must kick off and aim it above This tripe is building walls a mile high You'd better take sides, you'd better stay dry And it's all from the call of the one percenter The vile placenta, creature from the devil sent here To fuck our venture, block our air vent, stop our movement Take the future from our children before they even knew it Make us blame another human for our dust and ruin But I can't do this, but I can't chew it Gavage feeding text of edit to create a sentence I can't make sense of death above the screaming engine Done protecting legacy that we should be repenting We're fucking people fucking people but in love we're dependent So where spawns this grave vengeance and this eternal patience As it all gets taken to the golden chamber Well of course it was born behind the golden gates It's been told before but fuck it all, we need to elevate We missed the sign again, they're wrapped in storm Not by our shores again so we crack on We must kick off, aim it above We must kick off, aim it above