House of cards comes crumbling down, the king is buried
If you listen for the sound, you'll hear him scream
Don't sip from the devil's tears and the lies they carry
Don't kill the king then resurrect his creed
You find yourself working for king and country
You sweat so that you can survive
Your bones are aching and you're growing hungry
Do what you must do to stay alive
You wake to greet a planet quickly dying
She's growing hot, she has a thirst
Kings' blood spilled or the masses frying?
You tell me which one sounds worse
I say that we attack first
Sword through the back, covered in horses' tracks
Drowning in mud mixed with civilian blood
No looking back, the past will stay the past
The future is bright if we make our own path
But lose sight and we're doomed to relapse
You've killed the king and now you're celebrating
The people gather for a feast
You fear the way that the drunks are behaving
Now you've formed a new police
Recreated violent policy
Sword through the back, covered in horses' tracks
Drowning in mud mixed with civilian blood
No looking back, the past will stay the past
The future is bright if we make our own path
But lose sight and we're doomed to relapse
