Born of the hatred, engendered by years of wars
Ruled by moribund servants, of avid ideologies
With empty words and promises
Our vanity left expired unconscious
Rotting in a nation's plague, consumed by a nation's plague
Injecting vermin in the feeble hearted
The search for light eradicated
Slaughter, massacre, torture, we will endure
Annihilate, obliterate, your tools impure
From the face of the earth alleged atrocities
We're compelled to submit to a madman's anomalies
Why live the life the accusers lead?
To walk their paths on nails unfreed
Rotting in a nation's plague, consumed by a nation's plague
This feeling of enslavement is so degrading
Our patience has fled our anger is raging
Revolution created by him
Burnt alive for this nation
When shall justice manifest?
Our souls trapped, laid to rest
Many will die and not see the day
Where envy is driven away
Perpetrated poverty
Onslaughts of a nation's plaque
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