Power in the blood

No time for spindoctor's medicine
cooked up by the government, selling me some cover-up
sponsored information, crack pipes in the shopping malls
nothing but another drug, a license they can buy and sell
I don't mind dying
i don't mind dying
i don't mind dying
when that call it comes, i will be ready for war
No time for backhanded compliments
from bourgeois apologists desperate for an incident
real-estate assassins, assessing my predicament
my dollar bills dependant upon it being in their interest
I don't mind dying
i don't mind dying
i don't mind dying
when that call it comes, i will be ready for war
Chorus
There is power in the blood, justice in the sword
when that call it comes, i will be ready for war
power in the blood, justice in the sword
when that call it comes, i will be ready

i will raise mah sword up right
to the bright and shining light,
stained crimson red with the blood of the unredeemed
and as i cut them limb from limb, and i dash all their kith and kin,
you know, their bodies i will bury in the deep
because there's power in the blood.
there's power in the blood.