Powdery streets of these means towns
where evil rules and death is princess
Drunkards sleep there beggars live here
dogs and rats stale near our children
Oh, no! I'm dead beat
I can't see it anymore
I can't permit it
Drug and surplus crimes and silence
toxic warderers n'warps of shepherds
Beastly beadles extended racket
falsehood treasures of fading religion
Oh, no! I'm dead beat
I can't see it anymore
I can't permit it
Keep the faith friends of mine
I can tell you no lies
Will come a dashing future
where our children can play
Raise your arms friends of mine
follow me in this fight
Will return the empire
leave these bloodstreets behind