From the dusty trails where the outlaws ride, Under blood-red skies where the eagles died, I sing this tale of empires gone, Fallen to the dirt where the weak grow strong. Verse 1: Old Rome stood tall for a thousand years, Built on the backs of the slaves and fears, But corruption crept in like a thief in the night, Senators sold out, lost the will to fight. Overstretched legions, debts piled high, Barbarians at the gates, watch the mighty die. Egypt’s pharaohs ruled for millennia grand, Nile’s golden cradle turned to shifting sand. Plagues and invaders, the gods turned away, Persians and Greeks came to claim their day. Internal rot, the people enslaved, Kingdoms crumble when the soul’s betrayed. Chorus: Oh, empires rise and empires fall, From the pyramids tall to the Roman wall. They lasted long in the annals of time, But America’s just two-fifty, barely past her prime. If we keep on bowin’ to the shadows in the hall, Zionists pullin’ strings, watch the eagle stall. Our doom is comin’, hear the reaper’s call, If we don’t wake up, we’ll lose it all. Verse 2: Now look at us here in this land of the free, But chains invisible, as far as I can see. The Federal Reserve, printin’ money like lies, Run by the bankers with Israeli ties. Congress kneels down to the lobby’s command, Billions flow east to that foreign land. Zionists in power, from the White House to the hill, Sellin’ out the workers for a foreign thrill. Wars we can’t win, blood on our hands, Echoes of Rome in these forsaken sands. Egypt fell to outsiders, we invite ’em in, Our economy bleeds, where does it end? Chorus: Oh, empires rise and empires fall, From the pyramids tall to the Roman wall. They lasted long in the annals of time, But America’s just two-fifty, barely past her prime. If we keep on bowin’ to the shadows in the hall, Zionists pullin’ strings, watch the eagle stall. Our doom is comin’, hear the reaper’s call, If we don’t wake up, we’ll lose it all. Verse 3: Britain’s sun set on her vast domain, Colonies rose up, broke the chain. Spain’s armada sank in the sea so deep, Greed and division, secrets they couldn’t keep. Now America’s turn, with her flags unfurled, But puppets in charge of this weary world. Zionist grip on the levers of might, Federal notes worthless, vanishin’ in the night. We bow to Israel, ignore our own kin, Empires collapse from the poison within. Wake up, you rebels, before it’s too late, Or join the ghosts in history’s gate. Outro: So here’s my protest from the outlaw’s tongue, Dark winds are blowin’, the bell has rung. Empires endure ‘til the rot sets in, America’s young, but her end begins. If we don’t cut the strings and stand up tall, We’ll fall like Rome, like Egypt, like ’em all.
