Every step forward
Is a march toward extinction
They pave the way with their lives
Reduced to ashes
The poor hungry masses
Will pay with their lives
Eternal Conquest
They take and they take and they take
In vain repentance they moan
Or crueler torments await
Nations will crumble
And vultures will feast
On those that the wind blows about
And those that the rain beats
Every step forward
Is a march toward destruction
Still we grovel at their feet
Bought and paid for with fire
Holy plastic empire
That preys on the weak
Eternal Conquest
They take and they take and they take
In vain repentance they moan
Or crueler torments await
Nations will crumble
And vultures will feast
On those that the wind blows about
And those that the rain beats