From here to the cemetary, from here to the grave

How many did your democracy save?

Clean slate, state oppression and yeah!

Once again, like a thousand times before

A thousand victims more

Take aim at the have-nots as always

Once again the freedom's being bought at the expense of truth

From here to the cemetary, from here to the grave

How many did your democracy save?

Your beautiful world is dead

It will die a thousand times

Your beautiful world is dead

I will watch it expire

Your beautiful world is dead

It's time to kill this lie

Your beautiful world is dead

It died a thousand times

Bloodred, pitch black, yeah!

Tired of being expendable in their community

And while you swallow every image they present

We'll sing the songs to fan the flames of discontent