Looking down on the haughtly fly
A crippled hate that trembles in action
When met with words it tries to match them
When met with an act it cowers in traction
Macabre stares
and violent eyes
Are all its tries
For you to resign
But it's all just a feigning
A masquerade for its decrepit existence
For when they try to control us
We will show no resistance
So we must not falter
And see that its deceitful
Because we are powerful
And they are but a handful
The ruling class
The powers that be
We must destroy them
If we want to be free
We have to destroy them
So that we can be free
