Hey! The cruel world.
Your lords decide
How will they trample to whom?
Oh, Cruel world!
Your kings will decide
Who will be seated on the throne?
To ruin the kingdom of their own
But with the smile of the devil
Oh! the world you are wretched
The lords of you have stolen the smiles from humanity
have swallowed the humans just like pythons!
Still the peacemakers, so-called peacemakers
Say they own
I wish the Lord of lords
The King of kings
Trap their neck
And say, adieu!
“Now tell who is the lord?
Who is the king?
What did you do to my beautiful world?”
You thought not I knew!

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