Boy Sets Fire - Toy Gun Anthem

You're just another anthem guided by your bullet
And you can take this all to hell with your fucking victims
Down a toast of their blood with your wine
While refining your ego's defense
The glory of bullets, the fire, the mobs action to riot
Will end with the stains of innocence on your hands
Your keen sense of interest in the revolution
Grow stronger with your plastic refinement
Plaster your picture of heads lining your mantle
And the flags that divide us
Define your heresy with streets lined with their entrails
Your murders reek of their guns
Your motives reek of their kind
You can bask in the warmth of your thugs in action
When you've fooled the people with your selfish intentions
When it all comes down you decide
And your anthem will die with you
We're just looking for another leader to bring us down
That you claim to liberate
Like all those before you
Killing off the masses
Back to square one
As the swine take on the faces
Of their masters