There's blood on their hands
The rotten stench of a lie
Take the flag, raise it up
Strike the match, burn it down
Deny - there's no future
Control - do you know where the real power lies
Where it lies
Cauterize kill the flesh
Break their will, break their backs
Deny - no freedom
Control - we've let it all slip away
Take it back
Burn it down
From the ashes we can rise
From the ashes we will rise
There's blood on their hands