Motherland — текст песни (Face Down (US))

Red angels dance on lips
As my mother burns for your sadistic trips
I can turn the vision away
But the image persists it won`t go away
You preach like prophets but you say it wrong
You fan the flames of battles born
You think you`re right and you`re posed to fight
You burn the blood so you should loose the right
You hold her up and you lie some more
That you`re not holding what you`re fighting for
Your solution to the constitution
Shows a lack of conviction to your contradiction
Red angels dance on lips
As my mother burns for your sadistic trips
I can turn the vision away
The image persists that`s been the way
So I pose to you a question of faith
Would you kill your mother despite her disgrace
Tear down the walls of values gone
Then fan the flames and feed upon