To our anthem we march, we follow the beat
Rhythm in lines, feet fall on the street.
We rise up we go down, together as one.
All as one, raise the gun, we don’t buy your deceit.
I is we, they are me, that is all we believe,
Believe the worlds order depends on the street.
Even rows, even columns, equal movement of feet
Unity and passion in time touching concrete.
We stay synced, we know truth,
We know what to do,
We keep movin’, keep breathin’
Keepin’ our existence even
To our anthem, we erase the past,
Glass over it fast,
Ticking timebombs blast to the rhythm of the machine,
The way we work, we tick, we keep it clean.
Cut throats, close gaps, sew up the seams.
Your fate is set in concrete,
The concrete we trample,
Beneath us forever more
Fall in shock to your knees, and try to ingest the sight before your eyes,
Your anarchy dies,
Beneath our boots, to the roots of the indeniable truth:
Your resolve falls tattered, ours is bulletproof.
We are alpha, omega.
Our begining, your end.
Absolute erasure is what we intend.
Drop your gun, close your eyes, put your hands on your head,
We’ll cleanse our world with each flow of red.
The rhythm, the anthem,
Drowning freedoms cry.
And our anthem shall rise as your country shall die.