at the top of our civilization the worthless image of our creation still raises which rotten the flesh and soul of our people poverty, hunger and death are the gods of this era, the tempestuous fall of the species and amidst all this agony, black hearted politicians and religion followers feed on people wounds and like maggots they eat the pus from their eyes And in time they'll be re-borne like flies from their eyes sockets (and) they will fly expanding their corruption and perversion everywhere with their fake promises destroying everything that their undeserving claws touch (but) this is the awakening of the minds era, where our shouts will join in a thunderous blow to tyranny of the elite