Cold Dead Hands

They say rights come with permission, written in fading ink

But this one came from Heaven not a desk or what you think

Before the robes and gavels before the state's command

A promise forged in liberty, placed steady in our hands

The highest court spoke clearly carved truth into the land

Unconstitutional chains struck down by firm demand

But still they pass their papers still they test our stand

They jail the ones who follow law then break it when they can

When justice wears a blindfold but still knows who to see

When power bends the rules and calls it security

You won't take it easy

You won't take it clean

You won't take it quietly behind some policy

We won't bow, we won't bend, we won't follow your plans

You can try to pry them loose from our cold dead hands

You turn loose the violent, open gates you won't defend

Call chaos"compassion" let the warning sirens end

Then blame the ones who stand upright, who still believe in law

While criminals walk free and never fear the cost

You preach about compliance while you trample every line

Selective law enforcement, every single time

When people break your rulings we're the ones who pay

But when the state ignores the court, you look the other way

You fear an armed conscience more than broken streets

More afraid of free men than the crimes you won't defeat

You won't take it easy

You won't take it clean

You won't take it quietly behind some policy

We won't bow, we won't bend, we won't follow your plans

You can try to pry them loose from our cold dead hands

The tree of liberty is hungry, roots deep in the ground

Fed by truth and sacrifice when freedom's backed around

Good men don't want trouble never asked for war

But pushed far enough, even good men close the door

Liberty is rising, you can feel it in the air

Every lie collapsing under weight it cannot bear

Your tyranny is shaking, your false authority falls

You forgot one simple truth

The people aren't yours at all