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