After the eulogy

Rise [x8]

Written signed off in the obituary what happened to us
Where's your anger? Where's your fuc*** rage? Watered down senses lost
Lazy privileged denial and self gratified
A tradition passed down to our blood stained hands

Give in
Give up
Give in
Give up
Rise [x3]

Contented to strive for new worthless slogans
We miss our potential for action and substance
Contended to lie in our boring vomit
Suggesting arrangements while others are dying

Stand up
Fight back
Stand up
Fight back

How many starving millions have to die on our front doorsteps
How many dying millions have to crawl to our front doorsteps
Written signed off in the obituary what happened to us
Where's your anger? Where's your fuc*** rage? Watered down senses lost

Where's your anger?
Where's your fuc*** rage?
[x8]

Content and corrupted contrive and disgusting
Dig a whole it's all over forget the words
And good intentions
Unless we rise, unless we rise

Rise [x3]

Tear it down

Rise [x14]