The Hand That Feeds - Abadden

Wars come, wars go, you dictate shit you wanna throw

The time has come for everyone to show you

The error of your ways from the blackened days

We lived in this hell losing the ones we loved

My body weak, my mind has gone, lying here to die alone

The time has come to join as one

For our rights to live, for our rights to think without the ones to tell us

what to do

The time has come to stand up

Stand up against to fight you

When you face me you’ll regret

I’ll leave you with the scars you’ll never forget

Wars come, wars go, this hate for you it stays eternal

Clenched fists, grit teeth, get ready

To bite the hand that feeds you