In Distress

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....