You play God, claiming control
Reaping from the soil you stole
We see through your disguise: through the wealth and the lies
False power that means nothing to me

Land of the free
Ripped from underneath
Cries of sorrow
Forsaken, left to suffer

Your hatred runs deep, bloodline stained with bigotry
No match for the hate inside me
United in chains, enslaved by greed and ignorance
Bound by a lust for vengeance

The blood on your hands
Will spill from your heads
The reckoning
Is coming

The reckoning

A system not brokеn, mechanism so refined
Brutal intеntions to rob us blind

You raped, pillaged, burned
You killed, plundered, purged
Poison, deception
The blood of your freedom
Devil is the God that you play

Land of the free
Ripped from underneath
Cries of sorrow
Forsaken, left to suffer
Humanity
Stripped away
Cries of sorrow
Left to suffer

Devil is the God that you play