From My Cold Dead Hands

A god decaying

A starving faith

My world has fallen

Let's start a war

Miseducation

A sacrifice

A modulation

Of all our hate

Machines are praying

We are the bait

A dark upon us

we'll start to fall

A presentation

We fight with prite

Humiliation

From my cold dead hands

Do what I wanna do

say what I wanna say

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

The price of being free

And what it means to me

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

They try to hold us

Held by our necks

The air is changing

Breathe poison gas

An absolution

We'll get there fast

They will enslave us

My mind is free

A new world order

Where we'll be slaves

Under a system

Control our lives

Where we'll be punished

For how we live

Elimination

Free will is killed

From my cold dead hands

Do what I wanna do

say what I wanna say

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

The price of being free

And what it means to me

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

Fallen nations got away

Lives are changing

We're the prey

Time is changing

We're at war

What we're breathing

Fighting for

Do what I wanna do

say what I wanna say

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

The price of being free

And what it means to me

They wanna take it away

From my cold dead hands

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