[Intro – Shouted]
Yeah!
No leash, no master—
We take this fight to the streets!
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[Verse 1]
Neon graves where the truth gets sold,
Politicians fat while the hungry grow cold.
Schoolyard warzones—kids left for dead,
Media spins lies while the streets run red.
Homeless vets rot under freeway lights,
But they fund new bombs instead of fixing our lives.
Corpos choke us, drowning in greed,
Iron Sentinel—here to make ‘em bleed!
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[Chorus – Crowd Shout]
Burn it down—this land of greed,
No gods, no chains, no crown we need!
Stand tall, fists up, bleed for the street,
Iron Sentinel—won’t see defeat!
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[Verse 2]
Ancient fossils cling to thrones of dust,
While the working class breaks and bleeds for crust.
Equal rights for every soul in the fight,
Punks, queers, vets—we all got the right.
Talk-show clowns preach peace on their knees,
While cops crack skulls just to keep us appeased.
This ain’t a plea—it’s a battle call,
When the empire falls, we’ll take it all!
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[Chorus – Crowd Shout]
Burn it down—this land of greed,
No gods, no chains, no crown we need!
Stand tall, fists up, bleed for the street,
Iron Sentinel—won’t see defeat!
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[Bridge – Spoken into Shout]
Fuck the corpos!
Fuck the pigs!
Fuck the crowns on their ivory rigs!
No surrender, no retreat—
This is our war,
We own these streets!
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[Final Chorus – Double Speed, Gang Vocals]
Burn it down—this land of greed,
No gods, no chains, no crown we need!
Stand tall, fists up, bleed for the street,
Iron Sentinel—won’t see defeat!
[(Repeat x2, faster each time, chaos build-up into wall of sound)]