His hands held high
Hypnotyzing eyes, the instruments
of power he has obtained
His spoken words
Standing on the pedestal
He sees his portrait held high
by their hands
Deify thy master, he will be the one
who protects you from all whats fanaticism leading
to their own destruction
A vociferous crowd
calling aut his name
They will praise and adore hir
On their way to paradise
A sacrifice as homage to their lord
See the misery he causes
for he takes you
to the worst form of reality
Still you are a credit
to your master
As you fight for his symbol of victory
Hes price
Determined to fulfil his desires
Turns promises to lies
Beware
He takes you to a despair
Chaos, violence ,bloodshed
How long will their dream last?
Awake before youll be their fate
Here a danger to his system
And to the thought of solidarity

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