A moribund procession, rots its way through the streets
Eagerly slavering for the essence they'll secrete
Smearing the walls of the world, with mephitic putrescence
They drag all within it, to their state of excrescence
One nation buried under the debt
One nation rotting under the dead
A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall
With gibbeting and pustules for all
Under blighted skies, a foul banner is raised
As the feast now begins, for all that decays
The reek of the slaughter, mars the smog-stricken skies
And the heady thrill of the kill, bloodstains dead livid
eyes
One nation rabid under the sword
One nation ravenous and engorged
A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall
With gibbeting and pustules for all
A morbid cries out, unlife is now birth
And proclaims its dominion, over all the earth
A mordant descants only the dead truly live
A decrepit decree that we must never forgive
One nation gorged to their grue-glutted fill
One nation wallows in a cesspool of swill
A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall
With gibbeting and pustules for all
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