Lyrics:

First rate assassinate with fire new style
Call to the arsonists with watered down smiles
The fallible ways couldn't cause them to stay, vutaries hiding
Officials and linesmen with nothing to say, spiraling sideways
Preserve the falconry with radio calm
Bastille machinery and cursory qualms
Into the armories the citizens fly
Hold to the radical, stains, colors and dyes
Touch up the keenery until the sun falls down
Amidst hopeless scenery and vacant lot frowns
It's reasonable to believe that the chivalry should hold true
But he infamous takes on the outrageous stakes, inaudible.