there's blood on their hands
the rotten stench of a lie
take the flag, raise it up
strike the match, burn it down
deny - there's no future
control - do you know where the real power lies
where it lies
cauterize kill the flesh
break their will, break their backs
deny - no freedom
control - we've let it all slip away
take it back
burn it down
from the ashes we can rise
from the ashes we will rise
there's blood on their hands
