Shine bitterly eternal eyes
at the revenge of the mean lame,
the feebles' cunning and the guile
preach loud th' equality of men.
The masks fall rolling now afar
that ne'er deceiv'd me with their snares,
so seeks the low to blind the high
to veil the crumbling of the race.
A revolution of sore plebs,
their only base way to stand up,
craving the falling of the great,
just wise lone souls can blight their plans.
Spurning the jews' and marxist lies,
treading the last man's values through,
i breath the air of lonesome heights
bearing a proud cold solitude.
Wide in these lands they do exist,
the hierarchies of mind and might;
though upside-down the mass is seeing,
still shall my pow'rs aspire the heights
at the revenge of the mean lame,
the feebles' cunning and the guile
preach loud th' equality of men.
The masks fall rolling now afar
that ne'er deceiv'd me with their snares,
so seeks the low to blind the high
to veil the crumbling of the race.
A revolution of sore plebs,
their only base way to stand up,
craving the falling of the great,
just wise lone souls can blight their plans.
Spurning the jews' and marxist lies,
treading the last man's values through,
i breath the air of lonesome heights
bearing a proud cold solitude.
Wide in these lands they do exist,
the hierarchies of mind and might;
though upside-down the mass is seeing,
still shall my pow'rs aspire the heights