Verse: Our world has come to thrive our power a sharp knife we will take this world alive the blood of innocence will be spilled flesh to flesh, a very gruesome kill look into our eyes. a mere reflection of yourself Your treasures will be ours. Hell will be unleashed on you. There's no point in fighting. Failing will be your inevitable fate.
Chorus: We. We are the tyrants. the terror and hope that you seek in the darkest corners of your mind. Don't beg for mercy. There will be none Now that your lives are in our hands, you’ll be undone. These islands will be ours. Freedom, a taste of glory You took the Maine from us. Now Spain will fall.
Verse: A massacre is coming. Destruction is what we adore. There will be bloodshed. A call for war. The forts have fallen. Souls lost in warfare. Surrender your arms. The only choice you have. Now you will see, God made us, A people that only start your end Sinners of the same cause.
Chorus: We. We are the tyrants. the terror and hope that you seek in the darkest corners of your mind. Don't beg for mercy. There will be none Now that your lives are in our hands, you’ll be undone. These islands will be ours. Freedom, a taste of glory You took the Maine from us. Now Spain will fall.