. Like a song I have to sing. I sing it for you.. Like the words I have to bring. I bring it for you.. And in leather lace and chains we stake our claim.. Revolution once again. No I won't I won't wear it on my sleeve.. I can see through this expression and you know I don't believe.. Too old to be told exactly who are you?. Tonight tomorrow's too late.. And we love to wear a badge a uniform. And we love to fly a flag. But I won't let others live in hell. As we divide against each other. And we fight amongst ourselves. Too set in our ways to try to rearrange. Too right to be wrong in this rebel song. Let the bells ring out. Let the bells ring out. Is there nothing left?. Is there is there nothing?. Is there nothing left?. Is honesty what you want?. A generation without name ripped and torn. Nothing to lose nothing to gain. Nothing at all. And if you can't help yourself. Well take a look around you. When others need your time. You say it's time to go... it's your time.. Angry words won't stop the fight. Two wrongs won't make it right.. A new heart is what I need.. Oh God make it bleed.. Is there nothing left?. .