Texty: Machine Head. Clenching The Fists Of Dissent.

Crawl, crawl

Do you hear revolution's call?
Time to fight our own denial
Warmongers keep us locked in fear
Invoke the past, a moment of tears

An ugly truth put forth by our youth
Under the threat of patriotic brute

So use your rage
It is a weapon we all must engage
Let trumpets sound our call
Or by their lives we will fall

Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
Sing revolution's song
Whey they say die
Die for America

War

They say that freedom isn't free
It's paid with the lives of sons and families
'Cause blood is their new currency
And oil pumps the heart of money

So fight as one without a fucking gun
Words are the bullets to this revolution

Use your pain
The battlegrounds, the streets are ablaze
Excess will pave their path
The winds of change, our bloodbath

Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
Sing revolution's song
When they say die
Die for America

Power and prejudice
Actions they use to pit against
Terror, insurgency
Words used to scare conformity

It's propaganda, it's their hypocrisy
Free to choose our own slavery
All suffer humanity, fuck

[Incomprehensible]

Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight

So fight for all that you love
(Fight, fight, fight, fight)
Scream, choking with foot open throat
(Fight, fight, fight, fight)

Blind star spangled eyes
(Fight, fight, fight, fight)
Death, no more the truth you will hide, no more
(Fight, fight)

So how do they sleep?
While our mothers weep
They're selling our souls
(They're selling our souls)
And our blood for oil

Our generation can be the fucking one
That overcomes the greed of corrupt nations
Have no shame
You're not alone in thinking, this is fucking insane

Rise up and take your stand
You curl the fingers of your hand

I don't know what to do
'Cause I don't have the answers
With every ounce of strength
I'll vow to fight the cancer

Didn't say I want to lead
I just might let you down
Didn't say believe in me
Just hold this common ground

I'm just as lost as you
And probably more confused
So fucking far from perfect
My mind wrecked from abuse

There's something fucking wrong
When war takes sons and daughters
Our lambs misled to slaughter

War
Clenching the fist of dissent
Lies
Clenching the fist of dissent

Fear
Clenching the fist of dissent
Changed
Clenching to hope