Paroles de Beirut

So we are chosen Shells in hand you cannot stop me For we are losing The meaning behind what makes us bleed So march together And die for a cause that you don't even know And fall forever Holding the flag that you have been shown So wait for the end And we will never be the same No way to mend And they will never try to change One life to lend For this you only see one way So wait for the end So pop your clip in And start to shoot in a fucking line Their souls are splitting But don't you fret ...we'll all be fine For this is freedom The great , the white, we all stand strong In a blood soaked kingdom There's red on your hands, but you did no wrong