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