One Percent Incomplete
Grant us vengeance and nullify
These acts of treason that we despise
Restore balance far and wide
Their life-stock plummets as we occupy
As I look down on the world below
The streets are filled with bankrupt souls
Bodies falling from the sky
Life-long assets liquefied
For all that you want you're nothing to give
Our reason to hate a reason to live
No longer can you be bailed out
You can't enslave us!
We free ourselves of their control
Take back the freedom that they stole
Cast aside we cast you out
You can't enslave us!
I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
And now we purge ourselves of terror
Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
Join us or live this lie
As they give back to the earth they stole
They pay the interest that they owe
Retribution from on high
On their deaths we capitalize
I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
And now we purge ourselves of terror
Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
Join us or live this lie
Or maybe you always land on your feet?
As I look down on the world below
The sight of murder chills my soul
Bodies piling miles high
Will our history justify?
For all that you want you're nothing to give
Our reason to hate a reason to live
No longer can you be bailed out
You can't enslave us!
Freed us of their control
Give back the freedom that they stole
Severed the hand that handed out
Now what do we do?
These acts of treason that we despise
Restore balance far and wide
Their life-stock plummets as we occupy
As I look down on the world below
The streets are filled with bankrupt souls
Bodies falling from the sky
Life-long assets liquefied
For all that you want you're nothing to give
Our reason to hate a reason to live
No longer can you be bailed out
You can't enslave us!
We free ourselves of their control
Take back the freedom that they stole
Cast aside we cast you out
You can't enslave us!
I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
And now we purge ourselves of terror
Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
Join us or live this lie
As they give back to the earth they stole
They pay the interest that they owe
Retribution from on high
On their deaths we capitalize
I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
And now we purge ourselves of terror
Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
Join us or live this lie
Or maybe you always land on your feet?
As I look down on the world below
The sight of murder chills my soul
Bodies piling miles high
Will our history justify?
For all that you want you're nothing to give
Our reason to hate a reason to live
No longer can you be bailed out
You can't enslave us!
Freed us of their control
Give back the freedom that they stole
Severed the hand that handed out
Now what do we do?
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Elliott Iii, Scott Elso Fuller
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.