We've got crimes in our land that are goin' unseen
Silent screams of misery
Our women are beaten, robbed and raped
Made to feel guilty by a corrupt state.

String 'em up ' We'll string 'em up, make those bastards pay
String 'em up ' We'll string 'em up from the highest tree
String 'em up ' We'll string 'em up till their dying breath
String 'em up 'We'll string 'em up our revenge won't rest.

Courts are soft and set them free
With minimum time they're back on our streets
Out to stalk another prey
Illusions of safety are ripped away.

We'll be the judges and the jury
Justice passed with blinding fury
There's no parole and no release
The victims will finally have their peace.