They’ve began to tear themselves apart

Warfare leads to certain death

Your greed and pointless pride

You justify with senseless lies

Feel the wealth dominating the poor

The weak will die, the strong will live

Revolutions will cease control through the lessons learned from you

Bloodshed

Quest for glory, same old story

Quest for power will never cease

Insecurity is for the weak

They will rise with vengeance leading to your death

You hide beneath political power

Supremacy, death and ruins

Your corrupted, domination will feel the wrathful strike

Fight

Quest for glory, same old story

Quest for power will never cease

Insecurity is for the weak

They will rise with vengeance that will lead them to your death

They soon will strike… Launch the attack

Feel the wrath as your people beneath defy you

Realizing your deception and greed

Bribery is no longer acceptable

Power will be ripped from your hands

Your final warning will soon take place

As your cities are filled with the masses in protest

Surrender your rights, surrender your power

Or you will surrender with your life

Quest for glory, same old story

Quest for power will never cease

Insecurity is for the weak

They will rise with vengeance that will lead them to your death

Quest for glory, it’s my story

Quest for power will never cease

Insecurity is for the weak

I have risen with vengeance that will lead me to your death