Текст песни Con Song - Jestamang

The beacon tells the weather
Vincenti runs the hall
Verdict for the people
With a song

1 group of prisoners
On con road
Loud roar
When we refuse

To become
Another ruse
For USA puppets everyday
Will retrospect sick phantom disarray

They set up the kin, the ones ahead
Are on the run, but brought down
1 by 1
Hired guns

It's over
It's over
Again, again it's over

A bullet gracing my back
A bullet gracing my back
A bullet gracing my back
All along

The beacon tells the weather
Vincenti runs the hall
Verdict for the people
On the run

The terror was complete
1 last order to break out
Secret police remember
The disregard was staggering
But understood
The proud beast USA

The castaways and birds of prey
Will sever air
Election Day
Election Day

I hear them as they cock back
I hear them as they cock back
I hear them as they cock back
With their song

The beacon tells the weather
Vincenti runs the hall
Verdict for the people

The beacon tells the weather
Vincenti runs the hall
Verdict for the people