Worthless Is the Freedom Bought...

From here to the cemetary, from here to the grave How many did your democracy save? Clean slate, state oppression and yeah! Once again, like a thousand times before A thousand victims more Take aim at the have-nots as always Once again the freedom's being bought at the expense of truth From here to the cemetary, from here to the grave How many did your democracy save? Your beautiful world is dead It will die a thousand times Your beautiful world is dead I will watch it expire Your beautiful world is dead It's time to kill this lie Your beautiful world is dead It died a thousand times Bloodred, pitch black, yeah! Tired of being expendable in their community And while you swallow every image they present We'll sing the songs to fan the flames of discontent