Lyrics:

All the drunks in the alleys are taking up arms
To undo their whole lives in a day
If their hearts, they don't change before long
In the heart of the beast, they will lay

He peels the wood from the wall
To get to us
He steals the good from this town
So wash the black from your fingertips and fight

Raise up from the cellars
Fill the streets with his dead
This time, this time, this time