Wherever you go, death follows
In the shadow of your step.
Waiting, lurking, like a vulture
Watching every move.
See him feeding on the souls
Your armies will kill next.
Of those who walk among us
Your evil won’t be matched.
With the proper lies,
The public folds, it’s all out war.
The unholy alliance,
God and money seals the pact.
Old friends turn into enemies
When greed has set your path.
Children dying, mothers screaming
The story is the same.
Wherever you point your finger
All survivors curse your name.
Pain and constant suffering comes from their kind,
They always try to rule us, letting fear control our minds.
Shipping boys to slaughter,
But you’re spearing your own sons.
Their families are shattered,
While you cash your checks of blood.
An industry of murder,
Scratching the right backs.
Watch out for their bombs
Here comes a new attack.
Just like the ones before you,
The eagle is your mark.
In history lies the future,
Your empire will fall.
Pain and constant suffering comes from their kind,
They always try to rule us, letting fear control our minds.
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