All Gone Dead Cedric Krane
Infested, infected, unprotected
Fall back, pushed to the ground
Silence, violence with no sound
The original place, no master race
Constitution, revolution
Is this the final hate solution?
Guns, bombs, here we go!
You are wondering why we don’t know
Dance Kids!
Go, go!
Fight and Rebel!
Go, go!
Broken bandage, still infected
Alone, lost and neglected
Kicked to the curb, lost my word
Solid visions, the absurd
Fighting a war just for oil
Bloodshed stains the blackened soil
Guns, bombs, here we go!
You are wondering why we don’t know
Dance Kids!
Go, go!
Fight and Rebel!
Go, go!
