This is the tale of Mr. Black

Broken down and beaten

A product of an enraged nation

Mr. Green-church never obeyed his pact to the masses

Then led us to a path of apathy

Now they all sit with a sense of false security

Their lie is in the truth of program

This episode of existence has come to a bitter end

And now it's time to tell ourselves

We wrote the constitution of treason

The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation

We wrote the constitution of treason

The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation

We are the traitors to our own kind

We have one last chance to make things right

Our nemesis is our way of life

Bring 'em down, strap 'em up, no remorse

Cross out the lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies

A whisper and a breath has blood running from my eyes

In the last days of man the world is flipped upside down

A superficial account of importance

A greed ridden place of an remorse

Look between us and lies, this twisted reality

Look between us and lies, this twisted reality

We wrote the constitution of treason

The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation

We are the traitors of our own kind

We have to make things right

Our nemesis is our way of life

Bring 'em down, strap 'em up, no remorse

Cross out the lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies