Forced rapture, soul stealing, they try to keep our fucking hearts from beating.
Calling on our weak minded screaming.
"Tremble before him or un-American!"
Ignorant in their bliss and questioning nothing else.
Fix our debt through a genuflect and appease our loss.
With the sign of the cross.
And now its building as the blood boils.
And the workers toil at their breaking points.
And when the tension mounts too great to talk it out.
Rise up! Take arms! They'll scream and they'll shout.
The hypocrisy of your institutions will not be ignored.
You feed off their flesh and you drink their blood.
For the maintenance of a status quo.
Which stands as fragile as.
The lies it was built upon. We chose the path of redemption and light.
You chose the path into darkness and spite.
Rebuild the wall.
Rebuild the wall.
Fuck your beliefs, they mean nothing to me.
I'll crush your false hopes and the scum that I see.
The empire falls.
The empire falls.
Fuck your beliefs, they mean nothing to me.
I'll crush your false hopes and the scum that I see.
The cross and the crown are still combined as one.
A means of control to enslave the minds of some.
And when the last city has burned to the ground.
We'll hold our heads high knowing we've never broke down.