| Do you hear revolution’s call?
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| It’s time to fight our own denial
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| Warmongers keep us locked in fear
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| Invoke the past, a moment of tears
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| An ugly truth
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| Put forth by our youth
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| Under the threat of patriotic brute, so
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| Use your rage
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| It is a weapon
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| We now must engage
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| Let trumpets sound our call
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| Or by their lies we will fall
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| Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
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| Sing revolution’s song
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| When they say die
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| Die for America
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| War!
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| They say that freedom isn’t free
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| It’s paid with the lives
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| Of sons and families
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| Cause blood is their new currency
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| And oil pumps the heart of money
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| So fight as one
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| Without a fucking gun
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| Words are the bullets to this revolution
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| Use your pain
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| The battlegrounds, the streets are ablaze
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| Excess will pave their path
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| The winds of change, our bloodbath
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| Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
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| Sing revolution’s song
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| When they say die
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| Die for America
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| Power and prejudice
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| Actions they use to pit against
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| Terror, insurgency
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| Words uses to scare conformity
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| It’s propaganda, it’s their hypocrisy
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| Free to choose our own slavery
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| All suffer humanity
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| Fight
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| Fight -- for all that you love
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| Scream -- choking with foot upon throat
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| Blind -- star spangled eyes
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| Death -- no more the truth you will hide
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| No, more
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| So how do they sleep?
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| While our mothers weep
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| They’re selling our souls
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| And our blood for oil
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| Our generation
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| Can be the fucking one
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| That overcomes the greed
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| Of corrupt nations
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| Have no shame
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| You’re not alone in thinking
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| This is fucking insane
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| Rise up and take your stand
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| And curl the fingers of your hand
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| And I don’t know what to do
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| Cause I don’t have the answers
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| But with every ounce of strength
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| I’ll vow to fight this cancer
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| Didn’t say I want to lead
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| I just might let you down
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| Didn’t say believe in me
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| Just hold this common ground
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| I’m just as lost as you
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| And probably more confused
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| So fucking far from perfect
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| My mind wrecked from abuse
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| There’s something fucking wrong
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| When war takes sons and daughters
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| Our lambs misled to slaughter
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| War!
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| Clenching the fists of dissent
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| Lies!
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| Clenching the fists of dissent
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| Fear!
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| Clenching the fists of dissent
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| Change!
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| Clenching to hope |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clenching the Fists of Dissent, artist - Machine Head. Album song The Blackening, in the genre