A job and food on my table
I couldn't be asking for more
Like a sheep on the stable
Waiting to get crushed
Believing I was unique
Condemning my own thoughts
Til I heard them talking
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns
Slay the Tyrants!
We met on the catacombs
High rank commanders on our side
Made the things a bit easier
Now we had to decide
Should we take the power?
A Coup d'État would not clear it all
Should we call elections?
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns
Slay the Tyrants!
The power corrupted
Elections was not a choice
Should we burn the nation?
We didn't have the guts
Like Heracles we rose
All their heads we'd cut
Let the future in people's hands
Ancient methods would take us to hit on our owns
Slay the Tyrants!
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