Blood on Your Hands

You've got blood on your hands

Like a twisted dream of heresy

We're the puppets, you're the master

We're swaying to a symphony

They will tear us, break us, piece by piece

Oh, you'll never win my trust

Even if you gave motherfucking damn about us

It's all a game, it's all corrupt

With greed, lust and distrust

You've got blood on your hands

You've got blood on your hands

Yeah, you turned our will to ash

And filled our hearts with anger

You sold us all, your flesh and blood

And now it's time to fall

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

Die for me or be my enemy

A mantra for disaster

I'll resist you and your policies

And i'll come at you with every fucking bit of me

Oh, we'll never be set free

It's the pinnacle of deception

Doesn't hurt to be a hypocrite

We know what you are, you're just full of shit

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

Yeah, you turned our will to ash

And filled our hearts with anger

You sold us all, your flesh and blood

And now it's time to fall

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands

It's the blood of your enemy

You've got blood on your hands