When the banks are united in greed, amongst the innocent there will be fear and dread…as one day these rotten thieves will steal the hungry’s bread.
And an old power will rise again: To suck at the blood of the poor. Who will sit in shanty towns looking through a rich mans door?
And famous men and infamous women, Will heap scorn upon the heads;Of all the poor whom they do wish, Would be silent, or be dead…
A Darkening storms approaches, And a swarm of uncompassionate men misrule. To cast across a merciless seathe dregs of our own humanity?
Then there will be Upheaval, and possibly a war! And it will be too late to ask for mercy? We gave you chances by the score!
And now your time of hegemony has passed; your Empire set to rot away. And all because you were greedy. And refused to pay your way.
