Now You've Got Something To Die For

Now you've got something to die for

Now you've got something to die forInfidel

Imperial

Lust for blood

A blind crusade

Apocalyptic

We count the daysBombs to set the people free

Blood to feed the dollar tree

Flags for coffins on the screen

Oil for the machine

Army of liberation

Gunpoint indoctrination

The fires of sedation fulfill the prophecyNow you've got something to die for

Now you've got something to die forSend the children to the fire

Sons and daughters stack the pyre

Stoke the flame of the empire,

Live to lie another day

Face of hypocrisy

Raping democracy

Apocalyptic, we count the daysWe'll never get out of this hole

Until we've dug our own grave

And drug the rest down with us

The burning home of the braveBurnNow you've got something to die for

Now you've got something to die for

Songwriters

CHRIS ADLER, DAVID RANDALL BLYTHE, JOHN CAMPBELL, MARK MORTON, WILL ADLERPublished by

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