Plague the thoughts of men Take away their dignity and self pride You died for me? my slate is clean Not due to false ideal I call out your lies to the public eye Behold the future One that will lead to casualties He holds all men equal? yet you claim to be god The war of ages, is never ending It boils that blood that fills my veins Stirring nothing but hatred for the world You bring many people peace on your crutch Remove it, they can stand without your touch Sincere are the actions in men Initiated simply by the thought of mankind A world without your presence A world better than the present You have awakened the giant from it's sleep