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Born among the feuds, veiled in every word

 Maintained by cult, eternal rite of deceptive kind

 Victorious royal breed, severe establishment

 Who trades entire nations for a gold

 Divide majority, to reave minority

 They dredge the ancient rule on poverty

 Never to satisfy, never to have enough

 Until the savaged throng persists no more

 Torn, divided world, endures iniquity, again,

 To bloom despite the pain

 To rise once more, in blood, in the same old shape

 Now, behold!

 Between us both another jar is sown

 Dissension grows till the primer blows

 So hard to comprehend, who pulls all the strings

 When strike comes suddenly straight from the back

 Divide and conquer all, upon the quarreled mob

 Their hands go down to take each golden crumb

 Divide majority, to reave minority

 Until collected wealth exists no more

 Torn, divided world, endures iniquity, again,

 To bloom despite the pain

 To rise once more, in blood, in the same old shape