XTheHazMatX's blog: "The Blog of the Haz"

this song is extremely relevant to today, even though this album came out back in 07. It's from "United Abominations"

"The quiet war has begun with silent weapons

And the new slavery is to keep the people

Poor and stupid, 'Novus Ordo Seclorum'

How can there be any logic in biological warfare?

We all know this is wrong, but the New World Order's 

Beating down the door, oh something needs to be done

There was a King, an Evil King

Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams

An ancient mystery, no one could interpret

Of seven years of famine, the wolf is at my door

As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

The Word predicts the future and tells the truth about the past

Of how the world leaders will hail the new Pharaoh

The eighth false king to the throne: Washington is Next!

Disengage their minds, sabotage their health

Promote sex, and war, and violence in the kindergartens

Blame the parents and teachers; it's their fault

'Annuit Coeptis'

Attack the church dynamic, attack the family

Keep the public undisciplined till nothing left is sacred and

The 'have-nots' get hooked and have to go to the 'haves'

Just to cop a fix

I am the King, an Evil King

Who dreams the wickedest of dreams

An ancient mystery, nobody could interpret

Of seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door 

As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

The Word predicts my future, and tells the truth about my past

Of how the world's leaders are waiting to usher in

The eighth world power of modern Rome; Washington is Next

There was a King, an Evil King

Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams

An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret

Of seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door

As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

I am a king and i dream the wildest dreams

And nobody could interpret

Seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door

Ooh, that that was, that is, that is no more

There's something at my door, some ancient mystery

The future tells the truth about the past

And I'm the eighth false king to the throne

I've got you in my crosshairs, now, ain't that a bitch?

Washington, You're Next!"