Strings of Hypocrisy Songtext
von Job for a Cowboy

As if this country was reborn, birthed and raised in monarchy
Cracked open from its adolescent and fully disfigured shell
A throne sits in the centre of government buildings
With a ruler imposing his people to administer his demands

Elections over weighed from the unmindful and incompetent herds of the illiterate
An interbred nation suspended from the strings of hypocrisy
Eventually to strengthen at the roots from the predominant union
Held from the palms of their fraudulent and expanding overlord


For the wrath of God has been placed in his power
He cast warfare on the kindred
His military actions compose eradication and genocide on the holy and sacred
A clock hides the identity of this leading politician
His speech distorts his terminological (in exactitude)
He remains remorseless toward his ongoing success
In his fabricated image amongst this crumbling nation
Unaided, possessing the entire world within his palms

For the wrath of God has been placed in his power
He cast warfare on the kindred
His military actions compose eradication and genocide on the holy and sacred
Eventually to strengthen at the roots from the predominant union
Held from the palms of their fraudulent and expanding overlord
A throne sits in the centre of government buildings
With a ruler imposing his people to administer his demands
Elections over weighed from the unmindful and incompetent herds of the illiterate
An interbred nation suspended from the strings of hypocrisy