There is no care for what you do or say
You cannot take our sovereignty away
You didn't create it, and it is real
It is not a thing you can own and steal
The Maker you are not
Though you act like you are
With your dirty red hands
Taking it too far
You are frauds of the truth
There is nothing you own
You've lied to the people
Your seeds have been sown
You are thieves of goodness
That creep in the night
Taking God's children
Causing good men to fight
Your blasphemy is higher than any before
Cheating as if you run the score
Grabbing and hoarding whatever you can
Nature's gentle loving hand
Taking the right of every man
For union with the real Maker at hand
Well, there is just one thing
You evil perpetrators
You cannot beat God
He's the Real Terminator