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...