The Oppression 歌词

Servants of tyrants and plutocracy Victims of unending power We will erase the despotical spreading pestilence Stabbing who sits on the throne Washing away all the precepts of righteousness Dragging minions down to hell Stubborn offensive 's coming now to erase this painful slow decay Crushing fortress of our pain! We rise in this glorious fight Kill! This time There will be no mercy for you Kill! We'll overthrow kings Dethrone the kings! There is no mercy for those who debate Kill! With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate Your empire will be falling down Killed by demonic tortures, so provocative Masses are trapped in dementia Destined to starve for insanity indomitable We will reborn in disdain We'll overthrow the tyrannical overlords Strangling those who debate There is no mercy striking now to smash this false supremacy Prevaricators will die Pain! We march in this glorious fight Kill! This time There will be no mercy for you Kill! We'll overthrow kings Dethrone the kings There is no mercy for those who debate Kill! With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate Your empire will be falling down Quis habet fortius certamen quam qui nititur vincere seipsum? Pain! We march in this glorious fight Kill! This time There will be no mercy for you Kill! We'll overthrow kings Dethrone the kings! There is no mercy for those who debate Kill! With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate Your empire will be falling down