01 | Keep your curtains drawn and your eyes close

Burrow deep underneath the cloak

Stay quiet and you will be left alone.

02 | The houses around you have been burning for long

The screams won't stop and the corpses won't die.

You haven't seen another person since last dawn.

You hear the bells and guns, all day long.

It's your personal anthem, your funeral song.

Play it as you keep moving along.

03 | Every time you open your eyes:

All is fine, it's just a bad dream, after all.

The tears on your lashes aren't yours.

Keep your head down and kneel in support.

Carry the torch and you will be spare.

04 | You see them down the street,

They are going door-to-door, they haven't skipped one.

Burning, Looting, Murdering.

They are going for your house

And they are going for your head.

They have a list and they are going down on it

One-by-one, your home is the only one left.

They found you on the floor,

And they beat you black and blue

Even though you are them and they are you,

They wouldn't hurt themselves nor you.

Oh, now you know that isn't true.

You are the problem, from day one,

Why would you think you wouldn't be the one?

You are a part of the system, are you not?

Part of the mechanism that keeps them down.

All cops are bastards,

And so are you:

Privileged and elitists—death to you all.

Time to root out the bad ones,

Begin with you.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Friends, now foe.

The tiles are cold, where they leave you alone.

Your blood flows, warm and slow.

It's the least you could do:

Die for a coup.