From the recording Get Things
Lyrics
you were the one
yr the chosen son
now yr under the gun.
live as you will
die as you please
now yr down on yr knees.
do what you can
with the severed hand
given you by the man.
you were the one
their chosen son
at the end of a gun.
they're all to blame
but (you) die for their shame
sell beatitude
blood=wine flesh is food.
its too late to die young
its too late to die young