Lyrics:

The corpse master presides over congregation zombified, indoctrinating the populace. A military nation. Upon the eve of war. Inflicts retaliation. On enemies in distant shores. Gripped by an iron hand. Military industrial. Exterminating the dissident voice. The fog of propaganda. Instilled across generations. Inhibits independent thought, sapping vital motivations. Proliferation instead of disarmament. Destined to fail, meltdown is imminent. Overlord overthrown. A challenge to rise from the rhetoric, dismantle dictators and rancorous politics