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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Guitar
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Vocals
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Lead Guitar
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Drums
Jia O'Connor
Jia O'Connor
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Songwriter
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Songwriter
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Songwriter
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Hadjichristou
George Hadjichristou
Producer
Peter Rutcho
Peter Rutcho
Mixing Engineer
Dean Hadjichristou
Dean Hadjichristou
Engineer
Kevin Dietz
Kevin Dietz
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Brothers, my brothers Is this all that we are? Sisters, my sisters We've been crushed by the fists of God Welcome to the free world where nothing's as it seems Tell me, can you find a cure when you can't see and you can't feel the disease? Can you seek a higher truth, when you're living on your knees Where freedom grows from blood-soaked soil in the lands of hypocrisy? 'Cause if you can't see the chains, tell me what use is a key It's cash, blood, and oil in the age of the refugee They're trying to buy our minds, we ain't selling Bang, bang, bang, hear they're nailing down the coffins Cut the strings, feel your heart start Cut the cord Сrack this code of silence All our lives in the hands of tyrants Crushed by the fists of God, crushed Crushed by the fists of God, crushed We've been crushed by the fists of God We've been crushed by the fists of God To the left, I see the rats, and to the right, I see the snakes In my ear, they're whispering sweet sermons of cruel hate So do you buy the fear or do you buy the lies? Tell me, what will set us free? Do we kneel before the crooked few or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds? When death casts no shadow and hope carries no weight Rise into the light and feel the shackles fade away They fear what we know, we know how they break Bang, bang, bang, drop the hammer of conscience Cut the strings, feel your heart start Cut the cord Сrack this code of silence All our lives Crushed by the fists of God, crushed Crushed by the fists of God, crushed (hey!) We've been crushed by the fists of God We're just waiting for the sky to fall Yeah, I'm just waiting Feels like all our lives we've been waiting for the sky to fall Feels like all this time we've been Brothers, my brothers Is this all that we are? Sisters, my sisters We've been Crushed by the fists of God Crushed by the fists of God, crushed Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Writer(s): Jeffrey Ling, Benjamin Gordon, Luke Kilpatrick, Winston Mccall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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