the streets will be set on fire tonight/as your blind eyes witness the nightmare I see/the pigs will soon feel our rage/beneath the forked tongues lies the true face/living a lie with the devils inside/hammer down every nail/we'll cut their throats and bleed them dry/consumed by the flames of their own fire/foundations turned to ash/let the bastards swing/cast your stones/you're rope will tighten/cast your stones/as the tempest forms