but when i leave you remember i said with the last words on my lips i am a revolutionary and you re going to have to keep on saying that you re going to have to say that i am a proletariat i am the people i m not the pig you ve got to make a distinction and the people are going to have to attack the pig but when i leave you remember i said with the last words on my lips i am a revolutionary we won t be led to slaughter this is self genocide it s the hand of the people that s getting tenser now and when we rise up woo i feel it coming down because you lived your life in the sunshine you bought your way out of hell you paid the toll with the souls of your people then you absconded to the tower up on the hill until way down in the valley you heard a terrible sound the killing noise that just followed you closer and closer until it found you out and read the charges that brought you down you took the names of the masters you burned your children for baal hey you sold your sons and your daughters for silver and gave over everyone and everything for your will you made a whore of the struggle you made a joke of our shame so this time we re gonna break down the breakdown of meaning this is a final execution it s our endgame we won t be led to slaughter this is self genocide it s the hand of the people that s getting tenser now and when we rise up woo i feel it coming down  when everything that was solid finally melts into air and the champagne runs sour will we finally have your ear it should be murder for murder for what you did to the cause it should be straight retribution but we re your flesh and your blood we re your fate and your fortune the promise you couldn t keep reconcentration of power the terror under the street we are the fight for survival the sum of all your defeat the sum of all your betrayal the love that you d have to die just to feel we won t be led to slaughter this is self genocide it s the hand of the people that s getting tenser now and when we rise up woo i feel it coming down i m not the pig 