HA HA Love Your Masters award Do you the still of the guns Do you they bill the big flames Do you they bill the big bums Do you they hide behind walls Do you they hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks Do you they never do nothing For them to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy There's a gun in my hand When you hand put my eyes When you turn I find my way Not fast but it's right Like two days ago You're lying to see Every world can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain I can see through the watch of the broken eyes You're facing the trigger For the others to fire You step back and watch When the next gun gets higher You hide in your mansion Where the young people play Flows out of my body Into the belly of the man All right Let me ask you a question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could Well I think it will find When your death takes its toll All of the money you make Will be used to pay The price you pay All of the money you make Won't buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death will come soon I will follow your casket And the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you lower Down to your bed bed And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I'll stand up And I will stand up For many years I will stand up And I will stand up And I will stand up And I will stand up And I will stand up And I will stand up And I will stand up