Through the ruin, through the squalor  Through the hate  Through the iron bars of the factory gate  Through the pestilence, the famine  And the death  Capital will draw its final breath  War!  The goad of humanity is at your back  What are you gonna do when we're ready to attack?  Will your minions really stand by your side?  Face to face with our rising tide  War!  One shot could trigger your demise  And I can see the whites of your eyes  The force of many and the strength of steel  Relent or be trodden under heel  I WILL DIE FOR WHAT I BELIEVE  I'm taking you down with me  I WILL DIE FOR WHAT I BELIEVE  Propaganda by the deed...