ترانه:
Anti Flag People Or The Gun

You have no gain I point the finger at you, scream until my face is blue But you still hate everything I point the finger at you, beaumonde through and

the old and of the young The weak, the sick, the never known Stabbed repeatedly in the back by the Wall Street suit The Washington hack Lining up their pockets with the people

fifty miles to go, no cash, no food We turned the engine off, every time we went down hill And it's on with the show I don't know whether to laugh or

One billion workers stand up from their chairs Their faces no longer struck with their fears Attack, attack, stabbed in the back Disgraced, disgraced,

real Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end Nations begin, Blackwatch will defend So now you raise the flag of the blood race earth Freedom or death

real Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end Nations begin, Blackwatch will defend So now you raise the flag of the blood race earth Freedom or death

real Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end Nations begin, Blackwatch will defend So now you raise the flag of the blood race earth Freedom or death