Pure simple souls
Red blood is on their soles
Not so wise but clever
Life is all endeavor
Prejudice for ever
If one wants his life to keep
Pray these souls he will never meet
God forsaken dwellers
The devil put his rear to their prayers
They have learned to fear and mock
The lash and whip
In a grotesque bravado
Exposing the white vulgar
Naked broken hip
They weep and mourn
Their poor fate
Destroy, deceive
Betray and cheat
As always tagging all the rest
Aggressive heretic parasites
Green altar of the ignorance
Is prepared for the mass
While venom drips
On withered violets
From fangs of hate
The bleeding truth is sacrificed
For bread and circuses of masses
And for a fleeting fame
The ghost of Hannibal
Is at the gates again