fauxcroft

Within all the delirium

I see the idea of your imperium,

Based on causing ultimate suffering

And rooted deep within corruption,

I turn my back on it and thrive

Because you make me nauseous,

Like an aborted fetus you should be flushed away

For all the abhorrence and the games you play,

We will swoop on down a eradicate

The horrors, fear and terror you decided to create,

You’re like the semen stains upon the sheets

We will cleanse and wash your history away,

And rather than replace it with a new delirium

We will set up a new imperium,

Where everyone will be equal and free

Then we can learn and practice life,

Of living in a forever dream of love and peace.