Down between the steely grates
Beneath the sewer’s smile
This city is our camouflage
The underbelly’s bile
The night is choked with rosaries
Black air so thick with hate
This street belongs to us tonight
Lost souls attempting fate
This is not the war
That we’re looking for
In our living hell
We raise our fists and yell
We are the strong
We are the weak
We are the burned
We are the freak
We are the wolf
We are the lamb
We are the lost
WE ARE THE DAMNED
Freedom is the coup d’etat
As sure there is the sky
Tonight we roam the underworld
Our brothers by our side
Beggars underneath the bridge
The fifty-gallon fire
The rebels are on 34th
Big brother’s getting tired
As we live and breathe
Force fed what to believe
In our living hell
We raise our fists and yell
We are the strong
We are the weak
We are the burned
We are the freak
We are the wolf
We are the lamb
We are the lost
WE ARE THE DAMNED
We are the strong
We are the weak
We are the burned
We are the freak
We are the wolf
We are the lamb
We are the lost
WE ARE THE DAMNED
We are the strong
We are the weak
We are the burned
We are the freak
We are the wolf
We are the lamb
We are the lost
WE ARE THE DAMNED
We are
We are
We are
We ARE THE DAMNED
We are (We are)
We are (We are)
We are (We are)
WE ARE THE DAMNED