Guns in their hands and crucifixes on their chests   They watch your every fucking step   They see every move you make   Their eyes control your lives   “In my army we don’t need guns, bombs and rules…so soldiers: break the lines!”      Who wants a revolution? Just follow me   This is the only war that’ll set you free   Fight or your bleeding sores will never ever heal   Who wants a revolution? You’ve just to follow me   My bullets are made of hate and screams      They kill in the name of God   But their uniforms are always clean   As parasites they live off your blood   Bloody hands like I’ve never ever seen before   “Policemen, priests and presidents: Attention!”   Time is coming to break your fucking shells!”      Who wants a revolution? Just follow me   This is the only war that’ll set you free   Fight or your bleeding sores will never ever heal   Who wants a revolution? You’ve just to follow me      My bullets are made of hate and screams