Hail to the new leader now  [bad word] of this land 
with plans that follow 
to demonstrate 
Fear the blackened band 
So horrid 
and deathly [bad word] 
Dishonest and powermad 
Unspoken, sealed fate 
Bursting to desolate 

His love to hate 
He'll murder souls like me and you 
But along the way 
He'll have to dwell 
in his own [bad word] 

Clear the streets 
See them marching 
while columns take a stand 
Time provoked, their mirror of hatred 
with dark uncanny plans 
to take out 
Just follow through 
with death rates 
and death's toll 
Those poor unfortunate souls 

Twisting and turning 
through the mazes in your head 
But in a time like this 
you're better off dead 

The time [bad word] now 
Put up of shut down 
The feelings that you have 
were lost and never found