When they make a new stronghold out of their opinions / and they got you on the slab with the pendelum swinging/ see them on the wire with the gasoline fires / shouting that rhetoric, the poetry of liars / every free soul left alive starts thinking:
RAID
Hit them where they live, where they kill, where they bury
RAID
We won't step in line for the party secretary
Rethrone a crown with their hands made of stone / new crew got oil in our bones / good things perish on the road to the castle / here's a book of code to slow down the hassle / down at the picture show they're looking for some action / we're all looking for some kind of distraction / Time machine gonna set it at zero / wash the blood of the hands like Nero / gonna sing a song across the river / the only way a song can deliver / in the shipyard's ice cold shivers / in the hunted days live forever
RAID
Hit them where they live, where they kill, where they bury
RAID
We won't step in line for the party secretary
When the bullhorn shakes you can see them in formation / so they can drag the whole world back to simple desperation / they got party secretaries, they got coats of arms / they got higher motives so they can't do any harm / when you see them on the rise better sound the alarm
RAID
Hit them where they live, where they kill, where they bury
RAID
We won't step in line for the party secretary
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