26 May 2012
Your lust for fame and game Was planned to make it play You hold a sickly thought To stir and untouch spot
Your strike displaced the ways Where we had once believed A call to be in arms For a promise to be our king
You twit for riot You twit ter it now You twit for riot You twit ter it again and again
Your ruse has shaken our ties By a plateou of your great lie Since war is sweeter than peace Your thirst is not just a mere wish
Why stop what had been start Fulfill your motive of greed Less you knew of your past A dog that bite the hand that feeds
You twit for riot You twit ter it now You twit for riot You twit ter it again and again
Twit for Riot • Opuss № I