History Takes Revenge
Arise ye damned of the earth The day of reckoning has arrived where the terrified despots are driven to the past. their mad and murderous league, Afraid of the coming dawn, have failed to smother out the light, spilled by the new, golden sun. The bourgeoisie have enslaved the entire working class If they can make a profit, they'll work us to the bone. Since everything is null and void, whatever, it is the end. Everywhere, people in distress, awaken and join hand in hand. May Caesar hold the bourgeoisie, Caesar with his wide, large arms, As the Pope and his pedophiles fool the bastard republic. Hideous kings of gold, the fiances that you kill, shall have red weddings, and bells shall ring and toil. The powerful want a war, to cement all their borders, as we concentrate the graves of the fallen soldiers. There comes a time for chaos, where in an immense appeasement The despots eat the dust and thrown from their golden thrones. Arise! Arise! Ye damned of the Earth! Those crushed into mass graves! Arise! Arise! Convicts of misery! Let History Take Revenge!
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