Army of the People

I knew they would find me
If I stayed down there
So I’m goin to the heartland
And I don’t know where
In a country of my brothers
Standing straight and tall
As they march across the desert
To the military’s call
I can still hear the guns
And the rockets as they crash
on the people of the government
Screaming like some pagans
At a midnight dance
Cryin' to the Gods
«How could you do this?»
Melting into puddles
Being licked-up by the dogs
Who are working
For the Army of the people