Theory: raw power

Interpretation: revolution

 Freedom crumbled for pay, cannons furious fray, vipers writhe, they will chew some skulls

Down with status regime, cut throat villainous dream, spare not one, track em down like wolves

We’re spittin into the mans eyes cause they’re starving in the streets

Won’t be a pawn of the money cause its worthless, we don’t eat

Already demolished the state house, but the arsonists lie slain

Tossed their lives in the sewer cause we all went down the drain

Nose count down in the sewer as you’re clogging up the drain

Police are goin through houses cause the neighbors are involved

Shackling anybody cause the plot just can’t be solved

They’ll be working for free soon cause the charter gets revolved

I’ll chill on a tropic island with the Knesset dissolved, one wheel turns and turns as fast as

Bayonets & machetes grinding into splintered scale, slaughter by the rabble roused, united and proud

When you want the guillotine to spare you from the shame, instead became the captain of an anarchistic crowd

Instead I’ll smack a pin to your chest so you can take the blame

Don’t quite get too tanked there cause the ride ain’t over yet

Still gonna drag the liars to last rites in our acid net

 There was nowhere for us to turn to, don’t you forget

Branding hot is the furnace for the marks to beget

Third time you’ve seen a body being smashed to gory pulp

Nausea wrenches with stench before a puking backwards gulp

Can you dodge through crossfire off an unmarked enemy

I will dice with the reaper and he’ll collect his property, sweepin his deadly scythe into the

Bayonets & machetes grinding into splintered scale, slaughter by the rabble roused, united and proud

When you want the guillotine to spare you from the shame, instead became the captain of an anarchistic crowd

Redder rage of the wronged, fury ever belonged in our veins, and I give this sword of justice soul

Better years are to come, let me get damage done, woe unto anything that’s near

Can’t spare the so called innocent cause the town is filled with crime

That don’t make any difference, cause the screams ain’t worth a dime

Should have told you to jet if you could have make it out in time

How can I help every bastard whose gonna swipe my piece of the pie

If I should help any bastard now, will someone tell me why

Police are goin through houses cause the neighbors are involved

Shackling anybody cause the plot just can’t be solved

They’ll be working for free soon cause the charter gets revolved

I’ll chill on a tropic island with the Knesset dissolved, one wheel turns and turns as fast as

Bayonets & machetes grinding into splintered scale, slaughter by the rabble roused, united and proud

When you want the guillotine to spare you from the shame, instead became the captain of an anarchistic crowd

At last became the victim damned by all