Men who march with their whole damned hearts

Think the wars they start are a form of art

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Engine parts in a slaughterhouse

For their fellow man in an honored blouse

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Either that or death, better take off the crown

Cannibals made from capital

Selling nationalism casual

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Bastardized patriotic thinking

Been a pastime while we all drinking

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Take off your fucking crown!

Death to the Monarchy! 'Cause nobody controls me

Y'all been bleeding for the wrong armies, y'all Gods ain't holy

It's the eve of ordered treason, heavy breathing in the dark

Dry leaves! What's going to be the spark?

I'll be the Robespierre, give me a guillotine

Won't even need a mask, I'll let them look at me

There ain't shame to be had, call it a public service

Removing kings from their crowns or returning them to the worms

It's a burden I'd be honored by: murdering the all-despised

Members of the ruling class who've never even wondered why

The underdogs are biting, lighting fires on their ass

In their writings they'll describe us as a violent, looting mass

And I've had it, it's fucking tragic

How they keep going like it never happened, they crashed it!

Just to cash in on the undertow and leave us the damage

They up and vanished, they'd be lucky for a banishment if I ever get 'em

Men who march with their whole damned hearts

Think the wars they start are a form of art

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Engine parts in a slaughterhouse

For their fellow man in an honored blouse

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Either that or death, better take off the crown

Cannibals made from capital

Selling nationalism casual

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Bastardized patriotic thinking

Been a pastime while we all drinking

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Take off your fucking crown!

Burn down your monastery! 'Cause the Pope still evil

Y'all been eating all the wrong berries, they keep you feeble!

It's the need for abdication, plans we making in the dark

Torn sheets stuffed in the Maker's Mark

Let's make like Mehmet Agca, with better steady hands

And know the public watching as we aiming from the stands

We'll prove that brains can splatter across Saint Peter's Square

Keep to the crowd as they scatter, they won't even gather our hair

That's an errand I'd be open to, declaring errors in their truth

Cause how's the God on Earth so scary hurt by what we point and shoot?

It's easy enough to answer: all religions are a cancer

When provided self-delusion of the masses through a feeding-tube

It's ruin, to every human, how they keep doing

Shit to make you stupid, it's rooted in computations of control

Until your face becomes a skull and all your faith becomes complacence

Waiting patient for your turn at the culling

Men who march with their whole damned hearts

Think the wars they start are a form of art

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Engine parts in a slaughterhouse

For their fellow man in an honored blouse

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Either that or death, better take off the crown

Cannibals made from capital

Selling nationalism casual

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

We could take your head, better take off the crown

Bastardized patriotic thinking

Been a pastime while we all drinking

Better take off the crown, take off the crown

Take off your fucking crown!