OK... so we can no longer
sail in and ravage them
hijack them
hijack their lands
hijack their minds and their souls
chain them up and deny them self emancipation
make them working beasts or anything we chose them to be
lash them
buck them
break them
**** them
make them whistle Dixie and hang them high
OK... so we can no longer do all this openly as before
do they not know we do it all covertly now
how can you ever woke Machiavelli in his white robe
the Master Manipulator
the Arch Deceiver himself
the Renowned Liar unsurpassed
the Marquis de Sade of ultimate sadists
the Living embodiment of Lucifer's Field marshal
do they not know our History
Are we not the Undisputed Masters of Terror
are we not the Living Ghosts that brave daylight and seek the sun
And you stand there after thirty years
telling me
you are doing petty Revolution with ONE small man
slow death, my rotten foot
its a Socialist thing, my bronzed ****
Nihilism, yeah, egg on your ****** Fascism I say
Shame on you
you're dead ghosts
Not worth your white Robes