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Power serves itself

Power, and no one else

Desire to command is a bestial urge

So those in power must be purged

Power serves itself

Power, and no one else

Noble intentions that twist perverse

Fatal poison is power's curse

The secret curse

Privilege kills the minds and hearts of all

A handful crowned and the rest made to crawl

Power once delegated will turn on us

Its nature is not to serve but to oppress

Leaders misuse their power is what you think

No, my friend, they simply use is the thing

Power is inherently wrong

It splits the people into weak and strong

Who protects us from ourselves?

Power serves itself

Power and no one else

Power serves itself

Power and no one else

Marching up a cliff

Charmed by a gleaming crown

Joining hands we leap

We all fall down

Dehumanized become the poor

Troughed cattle to be slaughtered

Poisoned by the lure to lord

We eat our sons and daughters

Power blooms its venomed flower

Whose sickly fumes impel

Our rulers to twist democracies

Into hegemonic hells

Ours is the sickness of the deer which is shot

Because it is the activity of the hunters to shoot him

Electing those who we know will turn

Betrayal which we never learn

Knowing they protect their own interests

With bayonets and clenched fists