Crimson
At the beginning of this horrid struggle
As a people you're expecting us to always fail
But there's a little light at the end of this tunnel
Let the conversion of this declaration commence
Boycotting the products they sell
Disbelief in the message they spill
Free thinkers will rule the world
As we will shut them down
At the beginning of this administration
Passing all your classified and unlawful bills
But you took your power for granted
Let the conversion of this declaration commence
This is your time to die
Look me in the eyes
Look me in the eyes
The debt you made
The money you take
The people you killed
Cannot be replaced
Cannot be replaced
The washed will be
The first to bleed
Herding them to their shallow graves
Their shallow graves
Why does it even have to come to this
Rioting and shaking our fists
Taking up arms against you
The future you always knew
This is your time to die
Look me in the eyes
Look me in the eyes
The debt you made
The money you take
The people you killed
Cannot be replaced
Cannot be replaced
The washed will be
The first to bleed
Herding them to their shallow graves
Their shallow graves
And we know there is no other way
And we are shackled to their chains
This is the end of times
Now is your time to die
Now you will see
Now you will be
As crimson runs through the streets
As a people you're expecting us to always fail
But there's a little light at the end of this tunnel
Let the conversion of this declaration commence
Boycotting the products they sell
Disbelief in the message they spill
Free thinkers will rule the world
As we will shut them down
At the beginning of this administration
Passing all your classified and unlawful bills
But you took your power for granted
Let the conversion of this declaration commence
This is your time to die
Look me in the eyes
Look me in the eyes
The debt you made
The money you take
The people you killed
Cannot be replaced
Cannot be replaced
The washed will be
The first to bleed
Herding them to their shallow graves
Their shallow graves
Why does it even have to come to this
Rioting and shaking our fists
Taking up arms against you
The future you always knew
This is your time to die
Look me in the eyes
Look me in the eyes
The debt you made
The money you take
The people you killed
Cannot be replaced
Cannot be replaced
The washed will be
The first to bleed
Herding them to their shallow graves
Their shallow graves
And we know there is no other way
And we are shackled to their chains
This is the end of times
Now is your time to die
Now you will see
Now you will be
As crimson runs through the streets
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Writer(s): Existing In Exile
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