For did you know oh man of Durham isles, that this land was once wild? Storming of naturalist beauty!
Didst thou perfect your machines? As your greed comes pouring out of your pockets...
You turned bombs into rockets, and mind control among the crowd!
For the beast you worship, as secretive ceremonies you make Illuminati artwork in drag,
Cloaked as fad!
Glossal Intention's, sinful inventions you bring to your bilderberg tables, glochidiate your fable's!
Huzza your followers give you, clapping hands get's you turned on, trade your flags for guns oh nation bound to be buried, unashamed, untamed, lavished, not married!!!
Bandmen ride their red horses, as death draws her sword, boys turning to girls, and girls turning boys?
White noise!!!
You Judas of two thousand generation, for your **** and *******'s you've made your own commandment!!!
Abandonment.