
to you who would soak us
in our own blood:
your swagger sickens me
i reject your new amerika,
you piggies at the trough
with your shit-filled lies.
when your butcher's bill comes
i pray to all the gods that
it is you who pays the price

to you who would soak us
in our own blood:
your swagger sickens me
i reject your new amerika,
you piggies at the trough
with your shit-filled lies.
when your butcher's bill comes
i pray to all the gods that
it is you who pays the price