Naughty, naughty, little boy
Grown up now still play with toys
Arm your soldiers, show your strength
Wave your colors to war's brink
Follow him - his banners fill the blood red sky
Preaching, beating
Pounding hatred into his people's minds
So damn us now, dictator rules
Making wise men play his fools
Sing his praises, the master calls to you
Feed the people all your lies
Gaining power at what price
Desert kingdoms in the sun
Now the bloodshed's just begun
In our veins flows blackest crude
The lifeblood of mankind
His hands upon our throat and balls
Now he starts to squeeze
So damn us now, dictator rules
Making wise men play his fools
Sing his praises, the master calls to you
Unsuspected fatal gasp
People die from mustard gas
Babies born from man-made wombs
Soldiers rape the healing rooms
Young men die for all your sins
In a war nobody wins
To pay for the atrocities
We'll bring you to your knees
So damn us now, dictator rules
Making wise men play his fools
Sing his praises, the master calls to you
