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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Fehn
Percussion
Corey Taylor
Lead Vocals
Jim Root
Guitar
Mick Thomson
Guitar
Joey Jordison
Drums
Paul Gray
Bass Guitar
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percussion
Sid Wilson
Turntables
Craig Jones
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Taylor
Songwriter
Mick Thomson
Songwriter
Joey Jordison
Songwriter
Paul Gray
Songwriter
James Root
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Vrenna
Additional Producer
Oli Wright
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy Parker
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Colin Richardson
Mixing Engineer
Dave Fortman
Producer
M. Hyde
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
The state of the nation – violation
A broken promise is as good as a lie
The hell is humongous, the Devil's among us
And we will burn 'cause we won't unite
What are we conceding for our freedom?
Why does anybody think we need 'em?
I would rather fight than let another die
We're the problem, but we're also the solution
All hope is gone
If you want it, come and take it from me
If you think you can, you still don't know me
Let me tell you, man, I said it, I meant it
And I will always have the right to defend it
50 seconds, 100 murders
The bill of rights is a bill of sale
What will you do when the war is over?
What will you do when your system fails?
We have made the present obsolete
What do you want? What do you need?
We'll find a way when all hope is gone
We've seen the fall of the elite
Bury your life, take your disease
We'll end the world when all hope is gone
We have made the present obsolete
What do you want? What do you need?
We'll find a way when all hope is gone
We've seen the fall of the elite
Bury your life, take your disease
We'll end the world when all hope is gone
The wretched are the wounded, the hungry starve to death
In a place where no one goes, the air itself is a final breath
So discontinue the antiseptic care charade
As a cry of justice comes, a malignant fire fades
I am the reason your future suffers
I am the hatred you won't embrace
I am the worm of a pure gestation
I am the remedy, spit in my face
All your laws and rules are outdated
All your subjects are killing the kings
I could rattle off a million other reasons why
But does it matter when the only thing we love will die?
We have made the present obsolete
What do you want? What do you need?
We'll find a way when all hope is gone
We've seen the fall of the elite
Bury your life, take your disease
We'll end the world when all hope is gone
We've made the present obsolete
What do you want? What do you need?
We'll find a way when all hope is gone
We've seen the fall of the elite
Bury your life, take your disease
We'll end the world when all hope is gone
When all hope is gone
When all hope is gone
When all hope is gone
Writer(s): Paul Gray, James Root, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson
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