They falling! falling! falling!
high and mighty men, they falling
all over the world
by the weight of accumulated karma
The cries of the proletariat have been answered
the sweat of their brows
the bitterness of their sighs
the death of their children from man made diseases and war
these shall be accounted and spoken for!
It's the second coming and messiahs are being born
outnumbering execution stands, swinging swords
and lynchings of all sorts...
truth becomes the weapon
that separates the real from the unreal
The belly crawling third world shall become two legged giants
the whole earth will pay homage to motherland
at the unset of the judgement
heralding the golden age.
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