Gun after gun after gun gun gun.
School children, running, run run run!
Painful death and accidents galore.
Industrial war machine selling more.

Selling guns to anyone who affords.
Vigilantes, Gangs, teenage hoards!
Whoever has cash, what else matters?
Gunshot wounds? Death blood splatter!

If we all have a weapon, we are safe.
Tell us again, "ye have little faith"?
What do you expect, check the crime!
Think of the parents, time after time!

You murderous bastards wait and see.
Your war machine will end, silently.
Silence will be after the onslaught of course.
You'll get what's coming, I give no remorse.