Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree,
Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine.
Army of liberation, gunpoint indoctrination,
The fires of sedition,
Fulfill the prophecy.
Now you’ve got something to die for,
Now you’ve got something to die for.
Send the children to the fire, sons and daugthers stack the pyre,
Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day,
Face of hypocrisy, raping the democracy,
Apocalyptic, we count the days.

We’ll never get out of this hole, until we’ve dug our own grave,
And drag the rest down with us, the burning home of the brave,
Burn.
Now you’ve got something to die for,
Now you’ve got something to die for.

It’s only getting worse, not worth a moment’s regret
Each dawn another curse, every breath a twisting blade
What will be left behind in the ashes of the wake?
An ill wind blows this way, the edge of the envelope burns
Forbearance and my vengance, payment for your intent
Fear death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace.

(Fear and death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace.)
God forbid you read the signs.
Watch for meaning between the lines
Gehenna has now arrived, no hindsight for the blind.
Your trust has been misplaced, believed the lies told to your face
Became another casualty and now it’s too late.

You finally made it home,
Draped in the flag that you fell for.
And so it goes
The ashes of the wake.
It’s only getting worse…(x5)

The bloods on the wall,
So you might as well just admit it.
And bleach out the stains,
Commit to forgetting it.
You’re better off empty and blank,
Than left with a single pathetic trace of this..

Smother another failure.
Lay this to rest.

Control yourself, you’re better alone,
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck,
Absorb yourself, you’re better alone,
Destroy yourself.

I’ll chain you to the truth,
For the truth shall set you free,
I’ll turn the screws of vengeance,
And bury you with honesty.

I’ll make all your dreams come to life,
And slay them as quickly as they came.

Smother another failure.
Lay this to rest.

Control yourself, you’re better alone,
Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck,
Absorb yourself, you’re better alone,
Destroy yourself.

See who gives a fuck!

Failure!

If there was a day I could live,
If there was a single breath I could take,
I’d trade all the others away,
I’d trade all the others away.

But I ain’t one to call names
or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.

This is a motherfucking invitation.
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.

Just one time you got a reason,
heard you had nothing to lose.
A blind preacher for the pin-eyed congregation.
It must be easy to lose.

But I ain’t one to call names
or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.

This is a motherfucking invitation.
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.

You can tell the same lie a thousand times,
but it never gets any more true.
So close your eyes once more and once more believe that they all still believe in you.

This is a motherfucking invitation.
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.