Hail to the new leader now Ruler of this land With plans that follow To demonstrate Fear the blackened band So horrid And deathly true Dishonest and powermad Unspoken, sealed fate Bursting to desolate
Chorus: His love to hate He´ll murder souls like me and you But along the way He´ll have to dwell In his own hell
Clear the streets See them marching While columns take a stand Time provoked, their mirror of hatred With dark uncanny plans To take out Just follow through With death rates And death´s toll Those poor unfortunate souls
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Twisting and turning Through the mazes in your head But in a time like this You´re better off dead
The time has come now Put up of shut down The feelings that you have Were lost and never found
