All the power in one hand
The hand not of God but of a man, a fellow man
ultimate power is their aim
Rootless they are , destroy all in the way to get their went
Freedom of speech, freedom of press, freedom of assemble
All right and freedom in smokes, there are bugs that are crashed under they feet
the people have no say but to sit and suffer
They rule with an iron fist
holding on to power with all they have
whatever the cost, even of blood
if raised up against, they **** they torcher
Fear and persecution is their ultimate instrument
the populations dare not speak
for fear of death and endless pain
"rat and cockroaches" are the people under their feet
There is job is corruption, there are married to corruption
Rat they are to them in blackness of knowledge and hiding in holes
taking all their can and giving noting back .
Though the sun going up and down Revolutionary cloud hang in the sky ready to let down it rain
the people shall rise to rebel to be suppressed no more.
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 12:58 PM UTC
All the power in one hand
The hand not of God but of a man, a fellow man
ultimate power is their aim
Rootless they are , destroy all in the way to get their went
Freedom of speech, freedom of press, freedom of assemble
All right and freedom in smokes, there are bugs that are crashed under they feet
the people have no say but to sit and suffer
They rule with an iron fist
holding on to power with all they have
whatever the cost, even of blood
if raised up against, they **** they torcher
Fear and persecution is their ultimate instrument
the populations dare not speak
for fear of death and endless pain
"rat and cockroaches" are the people under their feet
There is job is corruption, there are married to corruption
Rat they are to them in blackness of knowledge and hiding in holes
taking all their can and giving noting back .
Though the sun going up and down Revolutionary cloud hang in the sky ready to let down it rain
the people shall rise to rebel to be suppressed no more.
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