When truth is nigh and the liberal lies are finally done
They’ll go to their liberal lair to develop another scheme
Singing a song to justify the damage of their Chosen One
As the liberal fools gather and watch all scream
Oh, where will they find the reasons for the fall?
They will push the liberal way where ever they go
And then kneel and bow with their Chosen One’s call
From a brain gone awry to the hate we all know
Their tails will be lowered between running legs
As the moon rises above their cowered heads
To their Chosen One they seek to follow and beg
For a sliver of spittle from what their great One said
Their hate still abides in the sun and in the shade
As they cower down low from truth - they are afraid
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