They would kiss or drink
mindless of the risk-- reason
retreats as passion sweeps--
poison--what poison?

They mock the bystanders
'ours to pick is the very season
for we live to cheat and devour
poison--what poison?

Our creed is to take--no mistake-
we mind no other opinion
we are the Super-people- the new breed
poison--what poison?

Once all power we have seized
those who oppose us will be tried for treason
we make and execute the laws, we control the courts
if this is poison, we call it 'sweet poison!'.