Red Summer - Jucifer

dust off the lens of duration

men showed their worth can’t deny

served in the trench for this nation

given no honor, swing high

justice!

justice!

cowards

justice!

justice!

time

crush them!

crush them!

crush them

cure these ills in kind

rush to avenge false transgressions

accept the worst deep inside

flood to dispense blind aggressions

murder will knock out the light of right

get them!

get them!

get them!

war on these lost now to hate

get them!

fire from the rooftops

now there’s no more time to wait

paranoid posses ride

torches lit

burn in their eyes

life burning away

eyes turning away

marching back home to begin again

marred from the fight

outrageous plight:

returned from fighting, return to fight

returned from fighting

return to fight

return to fight

ash forgot as dust

swept in time to trust

but mute these dead who speak

and meet them while we sleep