We're fighting a battle within ourselves but we're too blind to see
We're not sure who is Friend or foe we don't know the real enemy
Blindly we follow the Masters lead
While behind us countless innocents bleed
When you Fight fire with fire the war is only going to take the flame higher
Our passion is something to be admired
But we're getting pretty sick and tired
We're Sick and tired of all of these excuses that
That everybody uses to get us to fight
Soon we'll all be hanging from our nooses if everyone refuses to do what is right
It's Life or death and we will have nothing to lose
In the end we'll all end up beaten and bruised