KTM

There's a man in the dark with a cigar burning in his mouth He gets to decide what he wants and doesn't like Closed door Black ties spitting lies Pulling strings and we concede "The culture of the strong must be enforced on the weak" So what are we to do When he decides to What are we to do He'll kill us too They have their guns and their tanks But we have our voices Do you hear that roaring sound The sound of people rising now The revolution is brewing The streets are ripe for the taking So lift your voices Until they can hear us For all that we've lost A song of fury For all those we've lost An endless call for justice I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill There's an idea in the dark It's a dying light Reminding me There's an idea in the dark It's a dying light Reminding me I'm gonna kill the man I'm gonna kill the man And if I die May I die with hands curled into a fist