Red Disease

They are gone for decades
But they have left their marks

We are left behind
A nation covered in scars
Like an insect swarm
The red disease
Coffin lines on coffin
Now we're here to live
Just parasites survive
The future is looking grim
Shining on the outside
Rotted to the core
Wherever they may go
All has changed for evermore

So when you ask us
Why we carry this hate
There is a simple answer
They have stolen our fate
Hard to take the talking
'Bout your weekend revolution
So much was destroyed

People left with no solutions
Shining on the outside
Rotted to the core
Wherever they may go
All has changed for evermore