Insurrection

Do they lie to you?

Are their, are their fingers bloody?

If you asked questions would you

Feel the fool?

Mass acceptance, feeds the

Flame of propaganda

Do we trust them or are

We their tools?

Painting pictures watch them

With their bloody fingers

Smear the message

In our supple minds

Are you sure you're thinking?

Are you sure you're seeing?

Would you know the truth?

And could you smell a lie?

Conscious

And the world is dreaming

The dream is death

The dream is death

Official words are spoken

Do you, do you hear the message?

Brace yourselves they say

So you try

When the time comes soon now

Will you wear their colors?

Will your blood spill for them

Or will you realize?

Conscious

And the world is dreaming

Freedom

Demands an equal price

I'll fight, I'll fight

In an insurrection

You'll taste the steel of the back of my hand

I'm not dying slowly

I'll fight, I'll fight

In an insurrection

None are free with a king in the land

And I'll fight forever

And the Gods are sworn to treason

Let the battle rage until the world is free of chains

When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph

And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame

So your Gods are sworn to treason

So the battle rage until the world is free of chains

When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph

And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame

I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection

I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection

I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection

I'll fight, I'll fight

For an insurrection