This is my rifle There are many like it, but this one is mine My rifle is my best friend It is my life I must ask for it, as I must ask for my life Without me, my rifle is usless Without my rifle, I am usless I must fire my rifle good I must shoot straighter than my enemies trying to kill me I must shoot him before he shoots me I will, before God, swear to My rifle and myself are defenders of my country (The skies are falling) We are the masters of our enemy We are the saviors of my life So be it, until there is no end
The skies are falling The skies are falling
Trigger complex and American lies Trigger complex eleven thousand have died Trigger complex we have the right to bare arms But hate breeds hate so be on alarm For those who seek the truth are My friends and my family Who live their lives in fear of the machine called man His only moment of peace is the time that he takes to wash their blood from his hands Every days the same All their ways the same From their top-secret meetings to their shadow games And it's a Damn shame they won't be punished for their sins The taxpayers money buys their freedom again And can't you see All our days are withering
The skies are falling The skies are falling You're all SiK You're all SiK You're all SiK You're all SiK...
How many times have you looked at this? How many times have you accepted this Fucked up world? And thought the end is near It's all too Fuckin' clear the end is near But I don't care I won't be here when the Shit goes down When the government and the flag hit the ground When the news and the media monger war And spread fear and violence through out the nation But what about your children? And your children's children If you had one chance to change things would you stand up? Get the Fuck up!
The skies are falling The skies are falling Year of the gun your in the corporate crosshair Year of the gun You are the gun Year of the gun your in the corporate crosshair Year of the gun
For those who seek the truth Stand up and be counted we won't sit idol any longer For those who seek the truth Get up, Stand up, don't cry Show 'em why we came here
Two days after September 11th a scared senate passed the Patriot Act This act permit's the government to label you a terrorist To access your library records To access your medical records They can, legally, break into your home Go through your personal files and photos They can break into your home! It's just not right It's just not right It's not right It's not Right!
No more black bag jobs I won't sit here and take your Shit Now tell me who's the patriot now? No more black bag jobs I won't sit here and take your Shit Now tell me who's the patriot If you feel your freedom's at risk Let me see you pump your fists and tell me Who's the Fuckin' patriot now? If you feel your freedoms at risk Let me here you raise your voices and say Who is the patriot now?
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