New Device Feel The Wrath
Feel the wrath of all the innocent
That you all led here to die
Well I guess it was hard to save them all
While you were getting high?
Well we've swallowed propaganda
We've taken the "OD"
You've got all your newest purchases
And you've got all your life to lead
But now how will you survive if you've got nothing left to give?
Hey! Ho!
Hey! Ho!
Sing the sweet serenade when we're left out in the cold
Sing the bitter sweet serenade at the end of the road
Feel the wrath of puppet masters
While the bombs rain from the sky
Hear the laughter of all of your suppressors
While we bow our heads and cry
And the "king" sits in his tower
Without a trace of shame
They keep him undercover
Who's the real mother f..cker
When there's no one else here to blame?
You don't care for all the outcome
So turn and walk away
Feel the wrath!
Feel the wrath of your surrender
We gave up without fight
Willing slaves to enemies
Who blind us with delight
We are consumers of the "free world"
We spent away our fears
We ate up all the self-hate and we drank away our tears
You're staring at your watches
While we're running out of time