كلمات Bow Before The Oligarchy

Bow before them Compelled to kneel Avert your eyes Years of crawling Lost halcyon Three years of dusk A dark arrival A blade slices then from now Hills filled with the dead Their hissing words are serpent threats Swordpoint genuflection Their homes have all been burned Chained... Chained... Chained... To unfinished work Chained... Chained... Chained... The fettered ones perish Bow before them Avert your eyes Compelled to kneel