We're biting our tongues
 An apparition awoken with an urge to own and occupy
 "Who ever said this was easy?"
 majesty's massacre floods the fields of red
 Back to your body [bad word] the blood to your head

 And now with hands aligned
 These arms move tonight
 And we cry "We can not allow this,
 This is terrible"
 With ideals we're idle as they lust for more.
 Oh, if we settle the score.
 We've never been so excited to see you before.

 In the cradle we are helpless but on our feet we are fatal
 How we evolve and grow into twisted beasts with a desire for disorder
 Oh, what a terrible, terrible game we play;
 Replacing the pawn for a body.
 And the players?
 Politicians who say what they need to say

 Now with hands aligned
 Arms move tonight
 Here with abrasive eyes
 Pain in plain sight
 And we cry "We can not allow this,
 This is terrible. "
 With ideals we're idle as they lust for more.
 Oh when we settle the score.
 We've never been so excited to see you leave...

 Oh when I think about your eyes
 Oh when I think about your smile
 Oh when I dream about your eyes
 Travel all this way just to find love