a blaze atop an empire
slowly winding down
crossed in blood the flag is raised

denile created this hell
a nation devided can never stand
torents of corpses rot in open fields

converts step up to accept the lie
as those who refuse are denied life
nightmares forge in Hell Fire running free

the ruins of an old era arise once more
history repeating itself becasue they wouldn't listen
bored sore of their life and freedom

the evil empire rises high
a great white throne of faeces
to which they all shall bow

when will they see what they've come too
a lifeless deformity of society
a mochery of liberty and justice

it is a horrid stench not able to be washed away
a victory for the corrupt and ill of heart