78. Tyrants

Beware, you tyrants of the Earth,
Your time to die has come.
No use of changing anything,
For all is said and done.

Did you expect you would not pay
For all your awful crimes?
Many were knifed, many were robbed,
So you’ve to pay sometime.

You can’t escape when people rise,
Longing to throw you down.
You all will go just straight to hell,
Your stooges won’t be ‘round.

So silence, no excuses now,
Your deeds we can’t forgive.
You didn’t ever listen to us.
How awfully we lived!

And now is our turn to rule you,
We can do all we will.
You can be hanged, beheaded, quartered —
So many ways to kill.

We are not cruel, we revenge
For all you’ve done before.
And now to pay your time has come,
You can do nothing more.

The gates of hell ajar for you,
Your last road is ahead.
You perished so many poor souls,
Now’s time to lose your heads.

Step into hell, it is red hot
Like blood you always spilled —
The only color that you saw
When killing some slave’s child.

Now you will take that small child’s place,
No sorrow in your eyes.
No more torments, humiliations,
No more your refined lies.

And now we want to wish you all
The only things we can:
Go straight to hell, fuck all of you,
You will not sin again.

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