No more slumber bring the thunder
they got the guns but we got the numbers
I often wonder when its gonna rupture
burglers and murderers push the heard further
whose concerned? nobody learns
its our turn to watch things burn
why stay quiet? Theyre lies! dont buy it
in my mind a silent riot
rebels vs satellites
only operate at night
avoid windows. stay out of sight
go where the wind blows, travelling light
ive got nine identities
so bureaucracy cant fuck with of me
no one knows just who I am
the seventh son of the son of sam
breaking down barriers like a battering ram
been passed over. blood of the lamb
living in a brand new promised land
youv’e all been trained into a trance
into the fire from out of the pan
man’s last chance to take stand
do you do as they command?
take your fate in your own hands