Do they lie to you?   Are their, are their fingers bloody?   If you asked questions would you   Feel the fool?      Mass acceptance, feeds the   Flame of propaganda   Do we trust them or are   We their tools?      Painting pictures watch them   With their bloody fingers   Smear the message   In our supple minds      Are you sure you're thinking?   Are you sure you're seeing?   Would you know the truth?   And could you smell a lie?      Conscious   And the world is dreaming   The dream is death   The dream is death      Official words are spoken   Do you, do you hear the message?   Brace yourselves they say   So you try      When the time comes soon now   Will you wear their colors?   Will your blood spill for them   Or will you realize?      Conscious   And the world is dreaming   Freedom   Demands an equal price      I'll fight, I'll fight   In an insurrection   You'll taste the steel of the back of my hand   I'm not dying slowly      I'll fight, I'll fight   In an insurrection   None are free with a king in the land   And I'll fight forever      And the Gods are sworn to treason   Let the battle rage until the world is free of chains   When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph   And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame      So your Gods are sworn to treason   So the battle rage until the world is free of chains   When the wicked fall, may the clouds roar in triumph   And the lightning laugh as it basks in their shame      I'll fight, I'll fight   For an insurrection   I'll fight, I'll fight   For an insurrection      I'll fight, I'll fight   For an insurrection   I'll fight, I'll fight   For an insurrection