The Red Star

Their existence is a crime
Their seat, their robe, their tie
Their land deeds
Their hired guns
Theyre tha crime

Shots heard underground 'round the rapture
The world's eye captured
At last is a pasture
The masked screaming land or death
Within a breath
A war from the depth of time
Shot four puppet governors in a line
Shook all tha world bankers
Who think they can rhyme
Shot the landlords who knew it was mine
Yes, its a war from the depth of time

And everything can change on new years day
And everything can change on new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
And everything can changes on new years day

War within a breath
Its land or death

Its land or death!
It's land!

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