You see what I mean with totally pain?They're not worth
The sword beats to the leftAnd lets fascism growHear the
Rotten world, empty wordsNoone cares, decadenceYou are blind, cause you
The buildings are made of goldThe sun shines brightOut of
Finally it's over, a hard week of workHe's coming home,
Sliced, hacked and grindedBy a mortal undeadChosen for dinnerPay it
Avarice around the world, in every townYou find these men,
Urm the mad is comingThe leader of our reign is
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