The Day Bastard Leaders Die
Anastasios Danazoglou
See, the blood is red and warm
Like demons now they swarm
To take away your life and your soul
March, the army of the dead
False prophets virus spread
Into the minds of helpless slaves
Side by side they will see us rise
The day bastard leaders die
Heads will roll
Death bells toll
The day bastard leaders die
Hear! The power we all need
It's in the blood we bleed
A thousand fists now rise to the sky
Fight! The tyrants and their creed
With all their shameless greed
One by one will taste the guillotine!
Die! Die! Die, bastard leaders Die!
And when the day of freedom will arrive
Will be no more sorrow, will be no more strife
The wrath of righteous will be unleashed
Leaders hang on intestines of priests