Without You
Is it not enough what you've done?With all the bloodshed you've causedYet your greed drives you onIn your brutal race for acquisitionNo land is left untouchedDriven by a vile ambitionTo have the whole world in your clutchEvery single new additionTo your slave colonyDoes nothing to dull your ambitionTo leave no nation freeIt is indeed a sad condition that you suffer fromThis itching desire for a prime positionTo have all under your thumb