Through the ruin, through the squalor

Through the hate

Through the iron bars of the factory gate

Through the pestilence, the famine

And the death

Capital will draw its final breath

War!

The goad of humanity is at your back

What are you gonna do when we're ready to attack?

Will your minions really stand by your side?

Face to face with our rising tide

War!

One shot could trigger your demise

And I can see the whites of your eyes

The force of many and the strength of steel

Relent or be trodden under heel

I WILL DIE FOR WHAT I BELIEVE

I'm taking you down with me

I WILL DIE FOR WHAT I BELIEVE

Propaganda by the deed...