tyrants control-overwhelming,overbearing

rebels are marching- into their midst

to bring them down-and cease the cruelty

do as they wish-and remember only fear



the reign of tyranny falls,with a thunderous crash..

the swords,and axes of the rebels, are drenched with blood...

tyrants in distress



bringing chaos, bringing turmoil

bringing death to the powerful kings

breaking their sculls,breaking their bones..

killing is foremost on the rebels minds

the panic the panic,the tyrants can feel,rebellious thirst for blood,cannot

be quenched

death to the bastards of tyranny, give them to hell, you rebel missionaries!



conformist slaughtered,where they stand...

recalcitrance...is the rebels battle cry..

they scream it, at the wretched tyrants..

and find the end to the power hungry authorities

who are no more....