[Intro]
[Guitars chug in]
Sirens in the static
Ash on the flag they wave
Briefcase full of ashes
Names they never say (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Marching in business suits
Blood on their coffee cups
Smiling for every camera
While they sign our future up
Silver tongues and black ink
Draft lines
Front lines
They draw them on a map
We draw them in our minds (woah)
[Chorus]
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They wage their war from gold-lined homes
We dig the graves they never see
Their holy word is "casualty"
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They sell our skin for a slab of stone
If this is peace they’re praying for
Then set the crown on the teeth of war (yeah!)
[Verse 2]
Children learn new countries
From patches on a vest
Dog tags for a birthday
Folded flag for a chest (ooh)
Speeches in clean collars
"They fell for you and me"
While they toast in hidden halls
To the profit of the bleed
[Chorus]
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They wage their war from gold-lined homes
We dig the graves they never see
Their holy word is "casualty"
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They sell our skin for a slab of stone
If this is peace they’re praying for
Then set the crown on the teeth of war (hey! hey!)
[Bridge]
(Stand up)
Name every ghost they made
(Stand up)
Turn every lie to flame
(Stand up)
If all our dead are owned
We’ll drag their throne through the smoke
[Guitar Solo]
[Rapid-fire alternate-picked lead explodes over chugging rhythm
Bends crying like sirens
Then twin harmonized lines rise and fall before a sudden half-time crash]
[Chorus]
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They wage their war from gold-lined homes
We dig the graves they never see
Their holy word is "casualty"
Bow to the blood-taxed throne
They sell our skin for a slab of stone
If this is peace they’re praying for
Then set the crown on the teeth of war (war!)
Set the crown on the teeth of war (yeah!)