His ideology and fascist regime will devour us all and destroy our dreams,
His twisted tongue and spiteful smile will cause a nation to fall,
He fills the sky with fear and hate hexing us with his devils curse,
One after one we will fall to this democratic and demonic creature,
My eyes they glance from pain to pain, there is only suffering and death,
One after one I see my friends fall, faces bludgeoned and burned,
He is the creature who can only bring conflict and pain to us all,
There is no mistaking that this is the end of the world,
Tragedy is raining down on the earth, heavens turned to hell,
There is no hope, no future, no help, no spell,
All we can do is bow down to the darkness, let him engulf us at his will,
This is known as the art of falling, an art that man knows so well.
He leads his army, against our freedom and the good of man kind,
They burn and they torture us, there is no place to hide,
He traps men in camps and exposes them to the devils deadly red gas,
We name him the destroyer, we name him the bringer of death,
Yet he is merely human, though corrupt, with power running through his veins,
We view him as the devil, yet he is just a reflection of that which we could all become,
He is just a man, like every other human on earth, so why does he aim to conquer,
Why can he cause suffering and pain?
The truth is we all have the ability to be this man, if only life's path had taken a different course,
We all have the ability to be corrupt, as is mans natural form,
So why is it that he is seen as the only evil, that we bend to his every will,
This is known as the art of falling, an art that man knows so well.