Is this the death of liberty

Is this the price that life has come to mean

All our friends, now enemies

The misery of

Bleeding, Bleeding

To my country

The mounting costs

Our freedom's lost

The death of liberty

Standin' outside, lookin' over

A place called home, I couldn't stay

Leaves have fallen, wind keeps blowin'

Colder winter's on its way

My bags are packed, the car is waitin'

My greatest fear, you left alone

Once again my life sweet darling

I've made my bed, it's time to roam

Long live freedom where I come from

Place that I call home

Standin' outside, sayin' goodbye

It tears me up to go

Bleeeeeeeding, Bleeeeeeeding