Crimson Spectre - The Red Standard lyrics

The world is held hostage By a prison of stars and bars Lifetimes lived out in poverty, misery, and war s**led in the world cradle of privilege It's time to bite the hand that feeds They give us what we want It's time to take what we need So unfurl the Red Standard Sharpen the pikes Towards our destiny we march tonight. A homegrown Texan El Duche's Financial backers are calling the shots As their profits rise Bombs will drop And their trade deals Wring every drop of blood from the poor And it's long past time we wage a different kind of war.