Hate Dept. - New Son Army lyrics

The tiny pinch, bugs are circling They carry picket signs and lethal sting Hold up a puppet hand to take the blame Chase off the sick dogs no one will claim This time the blood spill comes from you With every fist, sh** point of view This is the gun, two-headed snake Collective will, only coffins break New son army New son army New son army Follow a cold-blooded copy Through a ravaged maze of high command Report for clean boots and guarantees Withholding judgment of the dirty hands This time the blood spill comes from you With every fist, sh** point of view This is the gun, two-headed snake Collective will, only coffins break New son army New son army This is the gun, two-headed snake Collective will, only coffins break New son army New son army New son army Campaigns of white flags and skies of blue Of peace and adoration we'll pretend Built onto shame of victims no one knew Is where the power of the people ends This time the blood spill comes from you With every fist, sh** point of view This is the gun, two-headed snake Collective will, only coffins break New son army New son army This is the gun, two-headed snake Collective will, only coffins break New son army New son army New son army