Is this all for recreation,
Building up this empty nation?
Is this all your nervous frustration,
A hollow way to segregation?

Is this all your celebration
Your revenge, your expiation?
Innocence violation
A hollow way to separation

It should be simple for you to walk over us
Look at yourself again, how righteous you are
You rule strongly and firm over the weak
And weakly rule among and over the strong

How righteous you are