Sirens sound
Face the crowd
Blackout at the armory
You misdirect, rig the deck
Gunning for autocracy
Arrival of mass control
Signed with a razor's edge
Now we're in the gutter
Written off and thrown away
I can see through you
Justice
Bring it down
Precinct 3
Phase you out, leave no doubt
Shadows will seek revenge
Scales return to balance
And you reap the cost
Judgement day
Now I see through you
Justice
Bring it down
Precinct 3
Not enough choices
No more left to exhaust
A corrosive process
Sees you nailed to the cross
Crossed
Flooding the streets
Disrupting the order
Your future is cast
Strike up the match
On with the slaughter