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New World Order
Boots on the ground,
Lights in the face;
The new world order
Falls into place.
No need for laws,
No need for rules;
The mighty win,
The weakest falls.
Dictators smirk,
The tyrants grin;
No comeback now
For reigns of sin.
The truth is dead,
Long live the lies;
Justice is served
Between the eyes.
Saturday 24th January 2026 8:28 am
Leviathan
Leviathan
The senile wolf is at the door
Spewing racist chaos and hate
Howling at perceived injustice
A permanent and hostile state
See the war pigs gathering round
His rancid and disgusting trough
This is where the demons shelter
Raise their fascist banners aloft
This is now the new world order
See the storm clouds across the skies
Where the warlords and...
Friday 23rd January 2026 6:34 pm

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