there's blood on their hands the rotten stench of a lie take the flag, raise it up strike the match, burn it down deny - there's no future control - do you know where the real power lies where it lies cauterize kill the flesh break their will, break their backs deny - no freedom control - we've let it all slip away take it back burn it down from the ashes we can rise from the ashes we will rise there's blood on their hands