Album: Day of the Death (2001)





Break them

Fight

Hate them

Fight



You cannot take away the pride

You cannot take away our minds

We have the freedom to fight

The freedom to push

The free will to decide

We hold our fate in our own hands

You drop the dime, cut off your hands



[chorus]

Let's make a list of all the things that I hate

I'll start with you, string you up and celebrate

Hang you up for all the world to see

Every time you fuck with them is every time you fuck with me

Your satisfaction is ridicule, a gut reaction

Our independence from your world is our vengeance



How can we ever turn the tide

If we don't stand tall all as one

How will we ever reach the sky

If our dreams go on unsung

You mess with just one, you mess with us all

Keep pushing us down, we'll never fall



[chorus]



Everybody's got to fight (I will defy)

Time will unite (I will defy)

Everybody's got to fight (I will defy)



Everybody's got to fight (I will defy)

Time to unite (I will defy)

Everybody's got to fight (I will defy)