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Sons of slaves

Sacrifice your fruits of fornication

Herald the war of man against mankind

Wash the earth with life's blood

And breathe your defeat

No more relief in your falsehood

Dwell in cowardice and die in shame

Pay your debt with life's blood

And the air that you breathe

Spitting out the phlegm wakening humanity

I stand with strength immaculate

Fearless in the face of the enemy

I see the ones thriving on insolence

Their sickening idolatry

A slumbering disease

Their downfall marked by impudence

Feverishly struggling to dominate

Their biting at air

Organisms of pathetic dependency

An existence offencing nature

Their begging and bleeding

Finally cut down with finality

Sons of slaves

Sacrifice your fruits of fornication

Herald the war of man against mankind

Wash the earth with life's blood

And breathe your defeat

No more relief in your falsehood

Dwell in cowardice and die in shame

Pay your debt with life's blood

And the air that you breathe