Plague the thoughts of men
 Take away their dignity and self pride
 You died for me? my slate is clean
 Not due to false ideal
 I call out your lies to the public eye
 Behold the future,
 One that will lead to casualties
 He holds all men equal? yet you claim to be god
 The war of ages, is never ending
 It boils that blood that fills my veins
 Stirring nothing but hatred for the world
 You bring many people peace on your crutch
 Remove it, they can stand without your touch
 Sincere are the actions in men
 Initiated simply by the thought of mankind
 A world without your presence
 A world better than the present
 You have awakened the giant from it's sleep