Britain

Conquer the world, past glories of britain
Every nation, culture squashed inside this tiny isle
Rourkes drift, a small northern town
Pith helmets replaced by skin head haircuts
Zulus united by the banners of the prophet
The new britainnica insulting
Jack paired with the four pronged mark of the devil
Recruiting Britain embraces invasion from the east
Preparing to do battle, forgetting their past
Oppressed become oppressors
Death to everything different
They gaze into the nights sky
Seeing signs of evil in the crescent shaped moon and the twinkeling stars
Short sighted, everything wrong in their lives caused by the followers of these signs
Anger at the guile of the slaves
Sillouhetted servants brought from sunbaked lands
Gratitued gone despite the new homes and jobs
A fair exchange for freedom and identity
Boredom confusion and a lack of education
Brainwashers incarnates of the devil
Striking at anything different
Restoring Britain as "rightfully ours"
Ours without democracy, freespeach
Ours two point four children same colour, same speach
Ours pairing of the sexes, strengthening the breed
No choice of religion, no choice of mind
Minorities are becoming seperate tribes
Walking weapons, warriors of destruction
Uniforms of baseball caps, turbans and hoods
They isolate themselves, forming seperate kingdoms
Rather than one great united one