Protest The Hero
Red Stars Over The Battle Of The Cowshed
I declare a war
A fight for freedom against any system that's built
To consume our power and maintained to divide our energy
A system where an honest person can sweat for hours
And then play slave to the man in the television tower
A syetem where private ownership erases public healthcare
Because dollars are worth more than people; dollars are worth more than sense

It's a one-way street through a faceless crowd;
Barcodes and backlit billboards show us, guide us
Teach us how to earn our rank, divide the rich and poor
Pit us against ourselves, compiling and burning corpes of class war
Yes, I want to topple this system held in place by financial greed
Where wealth is made through ownership and social heirarchy

Dollars are worth more than a worker in need
More than John and Jane Doe with a family to feed
Dollars are worth more than a worker in need
More than John and Jane Doe with a family to feed
We are the workers, the majority, and this system fears solidarity
So I declare a war on everything they're for

It's a one-way street through a faceless crowd
Barcodes and backlit billboards show us, guide us
Teach us how to earn our rank, divide the rich and poor
Pit us against ourselves, compiling and burning corpes of class war
Just someone to topple the system
I want to topple the system
Just someone to topple the system