I can hear the twitter talk boasting all proud

Saying lock him up boys think we got him now

They need a distraction but it's gonna backfire

They losing all their traction time to retire

Yeah They gone try and pull a false flag no doubt

Ruby ridge, Waco, J6 what now

Alvin Bragg thinking he a Wyatt Earp

Just another wolf in a suit kickin dirt

I know the Feds setting the traps baiting the patriots

Rounding em up, to put em away all cuz they hating us

Oh but I will not go quietly, my motorcycle diaries

Revving the engine feeling the tension

Rolling defiantly

Storm coming pun intended you offended so what

War drumming insurrection rig elections cold cut

Now the blood rush, boiling it's too much

The fury's getting lit

It's a Making of a martyr

They awakened a sleeping giant

Sow the seeds and we he will triumph

Standing on the edge of time

It's a fire they started

Power trip and they're getting high

No weapons will form, they'll try

Strike him down he will rise up

The making of a martyr

Another brick in the wall they pinned us up against

We tried to empathize w trauma, tried to make amends

But they just push agendas till the nations on its head

Some strangers to the kids give em candy or some gender meds

This occupation coming after every one of you

Strip your due process in a DC court of kangaroos

Nation in distress it's time to readdress

It's imminent, Our god given freedom's what they're threatening

Equity replacing equality, hear em calling me,

Radical, and fanatical dangerous ideology

A new Cold War,

Right at our front door

Keep thy rod and thy staff and only fear the good lord yeah

Shots fired around the world ringing your head

Put Trump in handcuffs hope they live to regret

Troll all they want

But when the lions outta the cage

Y'all better run run run

It's a Making of a martyr

They awakened a sleeping giant

Sow the seeds and we he will triumph

Standing on the edge of time

It's a fire they started

Power trip and their getting high

No weapons will form, they'll try

Strike him down he will rise up

The making of a martyr

This land where our fathers died

First shot from the mountain side

Their words are washed away, but

They're turning in their graves

Higher plan in God we trust

This land was paid in blood

When old glory burns to dust

Remember this day.

It's a Making of a martyr

They awakened a sleeping giant

Sow the seeds and we he will triumph

Standing on the edge of time

It's a fire they started

Power trip and their getting high

No weapons will form, they'll try

Strike him down he will rise up

The making of a martyr

The making of a martyr

The making of a martyr