The Oppression - Fleshgod Apocalypse

Servants of tyrants and plutocracy

Victims of unending power

We will erase the despotical spreading pestilence

Stabbing who sits on the throne

Washing away all the precepts of righteousness

Dragging minions down to hell

Stubborn offensive’s coming now to erase this painful slow decay

Crushing fortress of our pain!

We rise in this glorious fight

Kill!

This time

There will be no mercy for you

Kill!

We’ll overthrow kings

Dethrone the kings!

There is no mercy for those who debate

Kill!

With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate

Your empire will be falling down

Killed by demonic tortures, so provocative

Masses are trapped in dementia

Destined to starve for insanity indomitable

We will reborn in disdain

We’ll overthrow the tyrannical overlords

Strangling those who debate

There is no mercy striking now to smash this false supremacy

Prevaricators will die

Pain!

We march in this glorious fight

Kill!

This time

There will be no mercy for you

Kill!

We’ll overthrow kings

Dethrone the kings

There is no mercy for those who debate

Kill!

With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate

Your empire will be falling down

Quis habet fortius certamen quam qui nititur vincere seipsum?

Pain!

We march in this glorious fight

Kill!

This time

There will be no mercy for you

Kill!

We’ll overthrow kings

Dethrone the kings!

There is no mercy for those who debate

Kill!

With great disdain we rise up from the ash of our fate

Your empire will be falling down