Days Of Red Lyrics

air is hot with revolution, brilliant as a fire-ball - october is cold, our passion enflamed - days of red, days of blood

nowhere to run, no where to hide - no way, no how, to try and stay alive

silent scope, my target nears - my bead is drawn, my aim is true - broke the line, cracked their spines - a reign to last one-thousand years

running for your life, getting nowhere, they got you on your knees - no light at the end of the tunnel, no escape, no reprieve

nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, no way, no how, to try and stay alive

the revolution is a means to and end - the sickle swings reaping crops of dead - hammers are falling, they're smashing the bones - necks will be strung, heads will roll

ready, aim

nowhere to hide