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Lyricist: Front Line Assembly
Lyrics:
The human hearts that I have taken into hell
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
I didn't hit nobody without no provocation, I mean, I didn't say nothing to the man, I didn't pull out no gun and tell him that I was gonna do this to him and shoot him, , and he just shoots at me, that was a perfectly radical group right there if you ask me
Frontline
American
March to the rhythm, fists in the air
Statues torn down, burning flags everywhere
Atrocity starts now, the weapon parade
A nation in turmoil reflected by hate
Reflected by hate
Believe, believe in the fight
Believe, believe in the right
A paradox of discipline
Only the strong will win
Kneel to the man who's pointing the gun
A victory or nothing at all
Quantum moves, quantum moves
Quantum moves, quantum moves
Listen to me or we'll all be killed (we'll all be killed)
Killed-killed-killed-killed
Discipline, discipline
Discipline, discipline
Move ahead
Move ahead
American corruptor of justice and innocence and youth
A paradox of discipline
Only the strong will win
Kneel to the man who's pointing the gun
A victory or nothing at all
Victory, the state must fall
Sworn enemy of all the human race
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