[music & lyrics: C] They gathered their Hatred They gathered their Spite As we gathered in Power Preparing to fight With their swords to strike us With their hammers to pound By the Fire of our Guns They would fall to the ground And as they spread the message Of Hate towards mankind Fantasies of gore and bloodshed Give an escape to the mind Or tales of empty heroes Staying loyal to the Throne He who sits on it, the Elite Wearing the false crown Now we stand as One Make the Sign of the Gun Light reflects from the Steel and from the gla** Agents hold your ground No one can withstand our sound One by one we'll kick the Enemies' a**! [lead: both/M/C] They wait for our defeat, they hope for our fall But we will prevail, bring the message to all A revolution with your Guns to the air Overthrow the false rulers, free yourself from the fear And still they spread the message...