Your days are numbered
You'll have nothing left
Molotovs through the windows
The flag up in flames
You take marching orders
Without inquisition
Drink the Kool Aid
Supress to maintain your position
We'll take what you came for
Tear you out of your cast
No one will let you redeem yourself for your past
From the high horse you sit on
To the air that you breathe
We'll tear it all down
Make your regime history
Breaking the chains
Reversing damage
Malevolent cancer
Destroy what you stand for
When they come for us
Where will you stand?
The line is drawn
Who's on the right side?
