Color Of Blood And Money - Remembering Never

The gloves are off, it’s time to kill

Despite the body count ensued

Flowers and Bodies pile up in ash and memory

While your freedom is raped by gunfire

Send in the masses, send in the coroner

Flesh and bone returned to earth again

You own war, your own war

Sing us a song, a song of independence

Something that used to exist

Sing it loud for all the kids

As bullets fly, bullets fly through their chests

Taste the death on your tongue

Death’s the scent you wear it well

The blindfolded murderers

I refuse to live in silence

I refuse to die in silence

Burning bridges

Burning Bodies

Massacre of massacres