Would you dare to testify-
If it meant you'd be the next to die,
it's best to fly away-
Before the sunight breaks through broken hearts and chases away the dark-
Is this the end, is it the middle or a start?
Sharpen the knife to cut the ripchord,
buy a life sentence you know you can't afford-
Trade those jeans for chains and bow to a lord-
Or make a stand and show your swords-
A bed of lies, the world cries for the what dark machines bring-
The Venom in the sting-
The promise of a king against the rage that we bring-
Lock the polls like the chamber, leave the freedom endangered,
Erase all the metadata lke we never said a thing-

If you control the children then you will controll the future,
But you say the SS Uniform is just to old to suit ya-
Those lies will never save me though-
And will they help to pay me? No-
But I get through the day with a dose of guerilla Radio-

It may have been a short while but I've still got the style to take over and beguile all the vile-
Take controll of radio frequencies and topple biohazard agencies,
We're left with bloody knuckles and a castle to defile-
Is this yet a decade or a minute or a century?
If you've ever put your blood to words you know what every sentence ment to me-
I'm bent to be, destined and meant to be-
the spark that lights the fuse and ignites a world fire spree-
The push behind the fight we bring is to set this world free.