Somewhere between night and dawn you lie, gasping for your last breath
Broken ribs puncture your lungs, bleeding out your eyes
Your life to be just a few years in time
Beaten to a pulp by cops, and then just left to die
Schizophrenic trying to scrap by
Evolutionarily retarded, they served you to protect their tribe
Creeping and stalking, I’m tracking these clowns down now, baby
I’m watching your every move, I decide when they will lose
I break it and enter, I’m coming to your bedroom, baby
Once you see my eyes the panic sets in and there’s nothing that you can do
When injustice is justified to favor those who serve it,
We’re cavemen lost in the wrong time
But every paradox creates a gap
You can stand by and fear it, or with a melee take it back
One small blow from just one lonely man
Won’t make the Earth start shaking, but wake a force more grand
The idea that we can stand as one
The logically-sound minded are gonna rise and kill the scum
Just listen to me
Open your fucking eyes, what do you see?
Corruption’s running wild, just a little bit
Learning from our past, this shit builds up but bowels will pass
So grab a crooked cop, or maybe two
Shady dealer or skinhead crew, we gotta string em up
Downtown in plain view, they wake tied to a pole with no clue
Where they’ve been or how they came to be
Taken down by faceless ones, displayed for all to see
And as the public starts to crucify
Help is what you’re praying from this world that you’ve been hating
No one anywhere can truly see
The fate of our existence or mankind's destiny
But when you cause pain and suffering
It’s slowing down lifes progress, now you’re the enemy
In shadows we’re lurking, we’re manics, crusties, crazies, lazies
Your gangs are named and placed, we exist in every space
You have just been dosed, you’re gonna feel a tingle, baby
I hold your fragile mind, the terror sets in and there’s nothings that you can do
If territory’s all that’s on your mind,
Your DNA’s out-dated, get with the fucking times
Resources, they’re hardly scarce
Why fight when we can party, get drunk and lose our pants
But proven through the long test of time,
Some buzz-kill’s gotta ruin it, and spoil the good times
It’s not what you are or where you’ve been
It’s the actions you are making, that define what’s deep within
So reason with me
Open your fucking eyes, what do you see?
Corruption’s running wild, just a little bit
Learning from our past, this shit builds up but bowels will pass
So grab a crooked cop, or maybe two
Shady dealer or skinhead crew, we gotta string em up
Downtown in plain view, they wake tied to a pole with no clue
Outside we sit and view, into your home
There’s more than just a few, just a little bit
You better check yourself right now, we strike you without making a sound
That’s just what we do, strike silently
There’s more than just a few, just a little bit
Join us while you can, the turncoats will feel a vengeful hand
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