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You're another anthem
by the bullet
And you can take all to hell
With your fucking

Down a toast of their blood with wine
refining your ego's defense
The glory of bullets, the fire, the mobs to riot
keen sense of interest in the revolution
Will end with the of innocence on your hands

And the flags that divide us grow with your plastic refinement
Plaster your picture of heads lining your
Define your heresy with streets with their entrails
Your murders reek of guns, your motives reek of their kind
Your motives of their kind

When you've fooled the people your selfish intentions
You can bask in the of your thugs in action

When it all down you decide
We're just looking for another leader to us down

Your anthem will die with you like all those you
Killing off the masses you claim to liberate
Your anthem will die with you like all before you
Killing off the masses that you to liberate

to square one
As the swine take on the faces of masters
As the swine take on the faces of their
As the swine on the faces of their masters
Your will die with you