Don't wait for, a knight in shining armour

Your savior's, reflected in the mirror

These flowers, have grown from bloodstains on the ground!

Go rake the, leaves of your grass and my grave

The fact is, everyone bleeds when they shave

There's no use, so don't deny we're just the same!

We'll take it back!

Broken dagger, southern swagger

Voices of violence

These cowboys, will ride off in the sunset

Once their toys, have turned another profit

Back fire, their smoking guns will never rest!

Unleash the, skeletons from the closet

These strangers, are friends that you never met

They'll send them, sympathies with a hallmark card

We'll take it back!

Broken dagger, southern swagger

Voices of violence

Even after I'm dead and buried, I'll still remember

Even after I'm dead and buried, I'll come back fighting!

We'll take it back!

Broken dagger, southern swagger

Voices of violence

Voices of violence will always be heard