Lyrics

Silence is golden
Ingorance bliss
Better off not asking
What you'd rather forget


And as the vice grip choke holds
All of our freedoms are meeting their end
And for the wars they wage
Numberless troops lie wounded or dead


The beatings will continue
Until morale improves


Free your hate
Crusade in the days of rage
Perilous folly
Rise up against your fate
Free your hate
Crusade in the days of rage
Tireless cunning
Stampede and break your chains


Terror at gunpoint
Torture at large
Enemy combatant
Labeled a threat
Without trial or charge


Repetition of history
Messenger, prophet, martyr for god
All for once and for all
Reclaim your power
The tyrant must fall


The beatings will continue
Until morale improves