Songtext von The Conjuration (Martyr)

Increasing taxes Crushing pockets The crown was hungry for gold Hardly influenced By French ideals Freedom ran in their bloods A self-interested and Elitist movement The King would crush’em all They conspired in silence They called for freedom Even if it weren’t for all Rise Rebellion at derrama’s day Freedom Even If It’s Late By death He became remarkable A false leader that symbolizes The struggle of the entire land And now The conjuration faces the end Just a scapegoat who gave his life Defending goals that wasn’t real They were led by clerics And intellectuals From all the social elite With the militaries Providing weapons A citizen militia begins But they were betrayed By one of their fellows A false leader was hanged They created a martyr A fabricated hero For the ideals they never had