See the stones coming at my window,
Ever since that I've not been conscious,
To all the chains of dirt passed on to me.
Rubicon - it's almost over,
Rubicon - has come so close to me.
Turn back, or we'll start the fire,
They're all part of the big machine now.
Check the angles from both forces,
Overcome by the need to fight it.
Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it.
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye to ya,
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye,
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason.
See the stones coming at my window,
See the left man [with] no protection,
Tell his family that he won't be okay.
K-I-L-L!
Turn away from the suffering silence,
You can't face your country using you.
Check the angles from both forces,
Overcome by the need to fight it,
Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it.
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye to ya,
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye,
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason.
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye to ya,
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye,
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason.
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye to ya,
Here comes the morning that I say good-bye,
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason. |
