Kneel before this fictional power, br Bow to those whom stand above, br the ones whom hover over us thinking were mere pigs wallowing in filth, br While you eat as a king, remeber One day you shall be like us... br Eat your fortunes for now, They soon shall be taken, and passed around, br passing all you were, or passing around all you thought yourselves to be. br br Kneel before this fictional power, br We strive for nothing you have, br Because what you have is a fiction, br Disgust filled you are, to rotten from outside, to core, br Your decay, doesn't reach us though, br It stays above poisoning all of you. br br Kneel Before this fictional power br Rest upon this crimson shoulder, br Brothers and sisters remeber this day, br We begin to rise from the opressions opressed upon us, br We lift ourselves up, we gift upon the world a new day, br Love whom you love, hate whom you hate, br br Kneel before this fictional power br Don't let such powerless fictions tell you who to be, br Your you, no one else, your not me, as I am not you, br Rise above the ones above us, br We shall bow before this fictional power no more.