Red Star, Pt. 2 (Radio Edit)

Built with the backs of the destitute
The monolith stands wicked and red
Its cold black eyes gaze down shrouded in obsidian

Reaping the blood of the innocent
The obelisk demands a sacrifice
The times come for the shackled ones
To bring the tower, down down down

It's getting late for the demagogues
Dispensing misery to the populous
Bellowing screams shout enough is enough

No more blood for the opulent
Damnation to the citadel
Nothing to lose but the weight of the chains
Burn the castle, down down down