Letra de Worst Case Scenario

Years of waiting now it's finally your turn Drunk with power, full of hate, you'll show the world how to burn Secure your own place in the warlord hall of fame All should bow in respect to the master of the game At best we think that this is just a mild form of oppression But this is it, this is the big one, the sickest of obsessions Start the fire, you're an arsonist old man Let your fire rain on them, a part of your sick master plan Kill all the enemies, make yourself a God Then you rest, your work is done, salute your victory with blood At best we think that this is just a mild form of oppression But this is it, this is the big one, the sickest of obsessions