In my nation,
Justice is a crime.
A nation ruled by tyrants
Mediocres; Lord it over highfliers
You can break our bones
But you'll never break our will.
I have seen justice gagged in sunlight
But it'll will soon be dawn
Then the stars shine brightly
Flanked by the glory of the moon
And your reward delivered by maidens
Then shall you drink from the pout breast of bravery.
Lord, send us a Moses
Who will deliver us from our oppressors
Surely, we've deviated from the masterplan
And turned like Sodom and Gommora
Because from the very beginning
It was not so.
One day, we'll tell tales by moonlight
How we wrestled our land from Scar
So that our Simbas can live
Just like in the days of Moses
This type goeth not by might
But on our kneels, in fasting and supplication.
If you do nothing for the triumph of evil
You are worse than an infidel
Infidels already wont make heaven
How much more a 'Worse than infidel's'
One day, history will judge you
All for your actions or inactions
My Comrades, hold on to your dreams
Sheathe your swords and hear my voice
Hearken to the voice of reasoning over logic
Don't be a specimen by expired Masquerades
Play by the book that they find you blameless
And victory is certain
For if God be for us, this ship will dock safely.
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