Tyrants control - overwhelming, overbearing

Rebels are marching - into their midst

To bring them down - and cease the cruelty

Do as they wish -

and remember only fear

The reign of tyranny falls,

with a thunderous crash

The swords, and axes of the rebels,

are drenched with blood

Tyrants in distress

Bringing chaos, bringing turmoil

Bringing death to the powerful kings

Breaking their skulls, breaking their bones

Killing is foremost

on the rebels' minds

The panic, the panic,

the tyrants can feel,

rebellious thirst for blood,

cannot be quenched

Death to the bastards of tyranny,

give them to hell,

you rebel missionaries!

Conformists slaughtered, where they stand

Recalcitrance...

is the rebels' battle cry

They scream it, at the wretched tyrants

And find the end

to the power hungry authorities

who are no more...