The Land of broken Dreams

The cabal sits tight on a nations wealth
Feasting all day long
Celebration of failures
Gang of murderers
No conscience at sight
Evil enthroned
Liars and deceivers,the tears of a nation
Hynotized slaves always at their service

Licensed killer heardsmen
Doing the masters will
The height of corruption
When human lives has no meaning
Even the unborn feutus is not spare
Pulling them all with daggers
Killing anyone who farms
The reign of terror
The Devil himself lord in their hearts

Shithole
Corruption hole
Murderers hole
Propaganda hole
Evil hole
Anger hole
Deception hole

Yet the foolish rejoices
No one wants to stay
Better to die in Sahara
Than dwell with this wicked one
Heartless souls
If we die,we die
If we perish,so be it
Let's all trek to Europe

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