B.Y.O.D. Lyrics


Death is raining above as we rot from below

Political tyrants hiding underground

Now off with their heads,

breaching the ground,

Nowhere is paradise

Fight in your own war,

spill your own blood,

live your own death

Fear, Pain, Loss, and Guilt

Bring your own death

Now the tables have turned, you reject your own laws

No time for procedure, you abandon your own cause

Now off with their heads,

breaching the ground,

Nowhere is paradise

Fight in your own war,

spill your own blood,

live your own death

Fear, Pain, Loss, and Guilt

Bring your own death

Bring. Your, Death.

Do you feel the pain?

Bring. Your, Death.

Do you mourn your loss?

Bring. Your, Death.

Can you hear their screams?

Bring. Your, Death.

Do your children bleed?