The General's Table

Verse 1

Lead

Iron lead

Smoke fills up my head

They sell us safety in a silver spoon

But the sky is falling before high noon

Hungry hawks

They hunt

They hide the truth behind the front

Watch the map burning on the table

Feeding fables to the unable

Chorus

No more blood for the gold crown

Tear the heavy fences down

We need a brand new day

We need a brand new day

Flip the script and find a way

We need a brand new day

Post-Chorus

Fire burning

Tables turning

Rising up

Rising up

Verse 2

Dust

Thick dust

Iron turns to rust

Propaganda on the radio dial

Trading a life for a crooked smile

Bombs fall

The walls fall

The greedy generals stand tall

Broken bricks and bitter blame

Playing their violent little game

They want control

They want your soul

They want it all

Chorus

No more blood for the gold crown

Tear the heavy fences down

We need a brand new day

We need a brand new day

Flip the script and find a way

We need a brand new day

Post-Chorus

Fire burning

Tables turning

Rising up

Rising up

Bridge

They lie to the young

They lie to the old

They lie for the silver and gold

Power is a poison

Power is a trap

Power put the hole in the map

Chorus

No more blood for the gold crown

Tear the heavy fences down

We need a brand new day

We need a brand new day

Flip the script and find a way

We need a brand new day

Outro

Brand new day

Wash the lies away

Sun coming up

Sun coming up

Sun coming up over the hill

Stand still

Be still