Swine

​Point that gun at your own fucking head

A coward behind his ten bullet friend

Distribute a daily dose of terror

I don't care if you're scared, I want to see you quiver

A king amongst common men, is how you see yourself

Too busy with the agenda to see the ones that need your help

Glorified thug stomping out your own law

Numb to it after a few years on the job

That piece of plastic, makes you above the rest

Double tap, to get through your vest

I won't be another fucking victim

Pull you up by the roots and be through with you

As we approach the final hour, you cower, you shout, I'm louder, as you realizе it's just a matter of time beforе you're mine

Serving justice with your gun and your fist

Turn the world into a global fucking prison

Fear created by just a presence

In a cell or on the street, there's no difference

I'll have to scrape you off the bottom of my boot

By the time that I decide I'm done with you

Let this mark the very first time

That the Rats, overcame the Swine

Purge