Do you see them marching ? Shhh ! Listen, they are coming The battalion of my hostile foe, Why are you oblivious, can't you hear them drumming ?
Look out for them, they would be there in that hide-out, Search them- Not one or two, they are infinite, As the tranquility seems returning, and lo ! They arrive out of the blue, It's all murky out here for me, they have bereaved me of light.
Those filthy skunks filled with lust, Arrive as breeze, yet as a tornado ravage my world. All you see is the aftermath of collapsed structures by a quake, I try and run away from them, but by daemons am picked up and hurled.
Come to my aid, O Pal ! Will you ? End their tyranny for me, Bring a sword and slaughter all my perpetrators O ! Leave it, where would you attack - those charlatans how could you see ?
I have known, this battle is my own - As I have waged a war of one, My armaments can't fail me now: I shall show them, it's my kingdom, tis by none can be undone.