This Massacre Lyrics

In the city of paupers
It only takes one man to make them slaves
In a quest for freedom
One thousand heads will roll into their graves

If a savage dreams of savage dreams
This free man is a savage king

Abort the throne
Embrace the blow
This war will grow
Until you all remember
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
Succumb!

Now the king is a trophy
His severed head dissolving in the roar of a million cheers
But a wave of paranoia
Gave wicked men control of all their fears

This dream we bred must cease the red
So off with several other heads

Abort the throne
Embrace the blow
This war will grow
Until you all remember
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
Succumb!

Massacre *repeats*

The sinner's alive
The sinner's alive
The sinner's alive
The sinner lives
The sinner's alive
The sinner's alive
The sinner's alive
In this massacre

Abort the throne
Embrace the blow
This war will grow
Until you all remember
The pain we know
The death you owe
The straw below
That's where your head will go
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
This massacre
Succumb!