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Terror, that's what our world leaders bring

and all for their personal gain

Destruction, death, poverty

While the masses rot

Freedom a drunken mirage

You burning? You know who is in charge

Now deal with it

Slaughter the congregation instinct

Sheep off to the abattoirs you go

Media feed cryptic

And still you gorge yourselves

Freedom- a drunken mirage

You sulking? You know who is in charge

Now deal with it

From first world problems you feed

While others die of hunger from greed

To corrupt charities you pay, problem solved

For them tomorrow is not just another day

Now feel the warmth of nuclear suns

The burn of acid rain

The fall of the human race

Only ourselves to blame

Freedom a drunken mirage

You dying? You know who is in charge

Now deal with it