The poles have shifted, the tides are turning

Time is speeding up and the money is burning


Shifting beyond the age of yearning,


Paradise found in the culling occuring

Now that the earth is purging entities feeding on our suffering, I am no longer enslaved by this cycle


The people are rising, the sleeping giant will wake once again


March to the gallows,

With your tail between your legs like a dog


How does it feel to know you'll take your last breath with roaring applause?


$#&@ your philosophy

$#&@ your New World Order


$#&@ it.