Bow before us
Crumbling rotting tyrant
Your own rule used against you
Our left hand wrath
Dictation of diet and clothing
Individuality and choice eroding
Golden statues sheen becomes blinding
Begging to be defiled by muck
And we will revel in their feverish screams
Once mocking laughter shifts to howls of terror
Your own momentum has felled you
Face our fury and left hand wrath, our left hand wrath
To kill them use their own weigh
Rise again
Evil dead
And take them
To kill them use their own weight
Entrap them
Then maim them
No mercy
To kill them use their own weight