Voice of Rebellion
Die, fucker!
I bet you'd like a little
Pain with your pleasure
For we measure up like a beast
We go a long way to love
You all for the minute
Then leave you deceased
For such a thankless endeavor
We gave all of ourselves
And now we've absolutely nothing
To show for it but some pride on the shelves
Oh, oh!
Our voice of rebellion falls on deaf ears
With no heroes to be found
But only pestilence
Black smoke, no tears as end grows near
Dust clears, and I'll appear
So, consider this a warning shot
Motherfucker! Consider this a warning shot
I bet you think you've seen it all
But you didn't no, you're not even close
Don't you think a little
Credit's due to those
Who gave up the most to spread the word?
Let the knowledge in and crack open the mind
To those who deceived us
Fuck you and your kind!
Oh, oh!
Our voice of rebellion, drowned out by fear
On heads, we shall roll
Spit venom, let the chips fall where they may
Embrace your fate, succumb to my hate
In these words: I will be heard!
So, consider this a warning shot
Motherfucker! Consider this a warning shot
Fucker!
Oh, oh!
Our voice of rebellion falls on deaf ears
With no heroes to be found
But only pestilence
Black smoke, no tears as end grows near
Dust clears, and I'll appear
So, consider this a warning shot
Motherfucker! Consider this a warning shot
So, consider this a warning shot
Motherfucker! Consider this a warning shot
Consider this a warning shot, motherfucker!
Consider this a warning shot
Just consider this a warning shot
Motherfucker! Consider this a warning shot
Die, fucker!