The Protest Song

Let us raise these protest signs

In hopes to end this fight

A fight for a lifetime

Can happen in one dark fucking night

Brutality waves crashing over our homes

In the streets, Tyranny has taken control

When will this atrocity

Begin to take its toll?

My body's burning and theres nothing I can do

Inflamed upon concrete as the encanted protests drift through

And the bodies stack, While their signs fall flat, Protest

Lay down your guns and sing the protest song

The bloody red drips from your flag to support your nations "truth"

Your fucking soldiers and brainwashed pawns waiting for their tombs

The Bulletshells falling to the ground

Is the sound of the peace that was never found

So hold those protest signs

As high as the fucking clouds

Protest

Oppress

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