Peace and freedom beg for their lives
Under the watch of his lustful eyes
Money, power, these are a game
In the flames they mold a gluttonous age
Mass manipulator
Vile fabricator
Nemesis, the traitor
Fabulist crusader!
Dystopia lives...
Poisoned by the heinous cups of greed
Nations blinded, begging to be freed
From the darkness comes those who kill
Not by bloodshed, but pure unwill
Mass manipulator
Vile fabricator
Nemesis, the traitor
Fabulist crusader!
The deaths of millions of people
Never changed their lies
Hell will burn them
Cowards hail among us
They never make a sound
Hell will burn them slow!
Hell will burn them slow!
Seeking profit, from their bloodshed
Simple minded, useless figurehead
Populations minds are killed with dread
They never stop, lest we're all dead!
Mass manipulator
Vile fabricator
Nemesis, the traitor
Fabulist crusader!
Mass manipulator
Fiendish tormentor
Hung in the town square
"Revolution is here!"
Dystopia dies!