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Out of the East a prince shall rise

To summon fire from the skies.

I`m lord of this wasteland - where my word is law

My bedfellows pestilence, famine and war

Turn children to orphans - make wives into widows

Then laugh at your plight behind bullet-proof windows

With swords made of "Black Gold" the world is my whore

I`ve all you could wish for yet still I want more.

Out of the East the prince shall rise.

They are the victims (the ones who survived)

To bury their families along with their pride

Forgotten, forsaken, defenceless and lost

They count their blessings whilst counting the cost.

All they can do is pray that his greed shall destroy him

But meanwhile they choke on another man`s poison.

Should we turn our cheeks so the mad and the twisted

May strike us again `cus we never resisted?

They`ll slaughter our allies - invade all our neighbours

Then when they come here there`ll be none left to save us...

Then we`ll be the victims - the ones who must fight

Bury our families and our human rights

To the hands of a madman all liberty lost

He`ll reap the rewards while The Earth pays the cost

Spill oil on troubled waters - believe yourself divine

By calling it an "act of war" you cover up the crime.

Out of the East a prince shall rise

To summon fire from the skies.

I`m lord of this wasteland - where my word is law

My bedfellows pestilence, famine and war

Turn children to orphans - make wives into widows

Then laugh at your plight behind bullet-proof windows

With swords made of "Black Gold" the world is my whore

I`ve all you could wish for yet still I want more.

Out of the East the prince shall rise.

They are the victims (the ones who survived)

To bury their families along with their pride

Forgotten, forsaken, defenceless and lost

They count their blessings whilst counting the cost.

All they can do is pray that his greed shall destroy him

But meanwhile they choke on another man`s poison.

Should we turn our cheeks so the mad and the twisted

May strike us again `cus we never resisted?

They`ll slaughter our allies - invade all our neighbours

Then when they come here there`ll be none left to save us...

Then we`ll be the victims - the ones who must fight

Bury our families and our human rights

To the hands of a madman all liberty lost

He`ll reap the rewards while The Earth pays the cost

Spill oil on troubled waters - believe yourself divine

By calling it an "act of war" you cover up the crime.

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