When Violence Commands The Day - Impaled Nazarene

You open your mouth and nothing comes out

You are the idealist loser

You wanna save the earth — you protest and riot

You are the pain in the ass

Your doctrine is old — your beliefs fundamental

You are the festering wound

You live in the past — you oppose progress

You have no right live

When violence commands the day

This is our warcry straight from hell

Now ultra-violence commands the day

Bonded by metal — we will never give in

You open your mouth and blood pours out

You die in the hail of bullets

Your sorry existence meets violent end

Because you are worth it

This is our warcry straight from hell

Now ultra-violence commands the day

Bonded by metal — we will never give in