Militia Lyrics

I've got my very own militia

To fight your pawns and bishops

Armed to the teeth

You said "You and what army?"

Remember me?

My team and I are on a mission

To make a few incisions

From ear to ear

You said we'd all run in fear

Well look who's here

I gave myself enough permission

To break a few traditions

And a few bones

Better call home

Listen up, remember

All the things I paid for

Know that I adore you all

I can't help thinking that they're out there somewhere

But I know they're not

(I saw what was left to rot)

Someone avenge me

Let this city avenge me

I've got my very own militia

To fight your pawns and bishops

Armed to the teeth

You said "You and what army?"

Remember me?

My team and I are on a mission

To make a few incisions

From ear to ear

You said we'd all run in fear

Well look who's here

I gave myself enough permission

To break a few traditions

And a few bones

Better call home