Built Like A Dream Out Of The Past
(Crushing Generations With A Foggy Mass)
Of Seething Anger And Unhealed Wounds(I Can′t Make This Right But Don't Be Confused)
Whoah-ho, (whoah-oh-oh-oh-ho)

I Am A Rifle, I Am This Blockade
I′m Banners And Violence And Car-bombs And Riots!
(I Am A Rifle, I Am This Blockade)
(I Am The Fire Of A Thousand Murdered Sons!)

Don't Look To Me To Give The Future Back
(Don't Look To Me To Rework The Past)
I′m Only Here To Bring Things To A Head
(You Can Cover Your Ears, It Doesn′t Change Who I Am), No!
Whoah-ho, (whoah-oh-oh-oh-ho)

I Am A Rifle, I Am This Blockade
I'm Banners And Violence And Car-bombs And Riots!
(I Am A Rifle, I Am This Blockade)
(I Am The Fire Of A Thousand Murdered Sons!)

("You, The People Have The Power")
("To Make This Life Free And Beautiful")
("To Make This Life A Wonderful Adventure")
("You Are Not Machines You Not Titled")
("And I′m The Name Of Democracy They Choose Their Power")
("Let Us All Unite!")

I Haunt The Chilcotin
I Stalk Palestine
I Fueled Rwanda's Worst
I Held Lasagna′s Hand
I'm One Hundred Shades Of Hunger
Whoah-ho, (whoah-oh-oh-oh-ho)

I Am A Rifle, I Am This Blockade
I Am The Fire Of A Thousand Murdered Sons!
I Am Resistance, I Am Your Problem!
I′m Not Leaving And I Am Your Fault!