You Are The Power

There is blood on the streets, breaking The monopoly of violence The dead is rising all over town The risen devastate everything without remorse Evil smell makes the flies infest All the corpse Nothing will save you from your fate Hanging on the straws On the Devil's bait Push Them Down Natural selection Rule Them Hard No objection SHUT THE F*CK UP! Your burned ashes, still served As a main course Doesn't matter to flight or board The river across All wine's 'vaporated and colour the sky Curse will not lift The end is nigh, nigh, NIGH! Push Them Down Natural selection Rule Them Hard No objection You are the power! You are the power!