Lostprophets - The Dead lyrics

I pulled the pin on our hate grenade today A thousand heartbeats will be silenced this way Well no one listens to words I say No one cares about anything The revolution's dying fast Now set the tone upon this ma** Don't say what you want Your still a thorn in my side You can take it away I won't give up inside You can put us on trial And sentence us all to d**h You'll f**in' hear us sing This! Is! The one we're fighting for This! Is! The one we're living! Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them screaming? Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! The dead! The dead! So tell me, officer How does it feel When these four horsemen cause so much - Catastrophe! When everything around me falls The battled man comes through these halls The punishment by my revenge With gasoline! So say what you want Your still thorn in my side You can take it away I won't give up inside You can put us on trial And sentence us all to d**h You f**ing hypocrite! This! Is! The one we're fighting for This! Is! The one we're living! Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them screaming? Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! The dead! The dead! Your so proud and tall but falling down.. It's so strong your world is falling down... Ah-ha-hahaaaa Haa-haaooow This one is, this one is, this one is, yeah... This! Is! The one we're fighting for This! Is! The one we're living! Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them screaming? Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them screaming? Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them screaming? Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh! Oh can you hear them? This! Is! Not what we're fighting for