The war on terror is a war on are freedom The ones who run the terror are the ones that run the freedom Verse 1 Well this is it the time has come, in the land of the free the civil war has begun Attack on our rights, attack on our liberty, survival of the fittest This is no scrimmage this is the image of a war right on our front lawn The Chess masters set to sacrifice the pawns, a red dawn reality Weve paid enemys salary The NATO planes disguise the cavalry Most will go out cowardly, others will stand and fight With this nation bleeding, two party treason, covering Masonic secrets Giving you just a tease, to get you on your knees, bow and say please As the prophecies unfold, and supreme guidance has been fulfilled Around the globe its just kill, kill, kill, blood, spill, spill, spill Verse 2 The north is to the south what the clock is to time And time is to the mind what the prison is to crime And the crime is to the trouble what the ball is to the fumble And the song is to the game the song remains the same And the same is to the sound like tunneling underground And the ground is to the earth what the life is to the birth Whats it all worth, to the wealthy the healthy the candle slowly melting I hope one of you felt me or feel me, help me break the seal see Start preparing coffins for these crooks in office The trade commission recognizes no boarders Were headed towards a new world order theres cops on every corner They catch you slipping youre a goner so The Verbal Terrorist is here to warn you
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