Woorden: Trivium. Ignition.
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Thats the sound
Of Intergity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievry act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheriteance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our Leaders Preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia
Racism
Sexism
Our Systems breed supremacy
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for the its last chance
Time again for war
On an enemy that isn't real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death's the meal
[solo : Matt]
Thats the sound
Impending fever crawling up your spine
In a country
Where nothing is truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our Leaders Preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia
Racism
Sexism
Our Systems breed supremacy
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for the its last chance
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Thats the sound
Of Intergity breaking its back
In a country founded as a thievry act
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Times are dark with our children spoon-fed ignorance
Inheriteance of an anxious trigger finger
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our Leaders Preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia
Racism
Sexism
Our Systems breed supremacy
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for the its last chance
Time again for war
On an enemy that isn't real
Greedy selfish warlords
Feed the agenda, death's the meal
[solo : Matt]
Thats the sound
Impending fever crawling up your spine
In a country
Where nothing is truly made clear
Raise the guns
At every self-made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Our Leaders Preach if we disagree
We're the traitors of society
Homophobia
Racism
Sexism
Our Systems breed supremacy
Ignition
Inception
Burning is a fuse to destruction
Break the walls of ignorance
To disarm the world for the its last chance
Trivium
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