Artista: Job For A Cowboy
  Canción: Strings Of Hypocrisy

As if this country were reborn, birthed and raised in monarchy
Cracked open from it's adolescent and fully disfugured shell
A throne sits in the center of government buildings
With a ruler imposing his people to administer his demands
Elections overweighed from the unmindful and incompetent herds of the illiterate
An interbred nation suspended from the strings of hypocrisy
Eventually to strenghthen at the roots from the predominant union,
held from the palms of their fraudulent and expanding overlord
For the wrath of God has been placed in his power
He cast warfare on the kindred,
His military actions compose eradications
and genocide on everything holy and sacred
A cloak hides the identity of this leading politician
His speech distorts his terminological inexactitude
He remains remorseless toward his ongoing success
in his fabricated image amongst this crumbling nation
Unaided possessing the entire world within his palms