Just above the crummy river docks,
you see them too,
don't you?
Well, I will introduce you to the brutes,
Prince and the Pope.
They dribble away
with so many lies to hide.
The nobles of war
dissemble the crux of the plague.
Corruption inside!
Behold the unlikely bond between raven and pigs,
forcing us to cobble down their mendacious *.
They'll eat your heart out with a piss fog.
Ha! They want it all.
They say they care, but they don't.
They say they'll hear you, but they won't.
They suck you dry like parasitic vermin.
Trust me when I say there's no moderate cure.
We gotta burn them!
Let them burn!
The river overflow with awful drowns me.
The robbery tears of destiny.
You know what?
I am not feeling free.
I'm not alone.
So put on your boots.
Let them play their blues with snow.
They fake up the news.
The make of a game show.
They want it all, but see we liberate.
Nothing really matters when your name is just a numbered plate.
Nothing really counts, they wash your mind.
You want to run away,
but bow your head and follow civil plain.
Obedience incomplete,
like walking in a clawway.
Evermore constraints.
Now don't,
I said don't fool yourself into thinking
that these damn craters will ever change.
It's in the very nature of the beast.
In the dark,
this unholy coalition of raven and pigs.
They are their own gods.
I'm calling out to all of you,
for who meaning of life itself is being obliterated.
I seek the brave.
I seek the willing.
I seek the outrage of the unforgiving.
This is revolution.
I'm telling you,
we'll march the streets.
We'll smoke them out and we'll let them burn.
Let them burn!
Just let them burn!
Let them burn!