| A spectre is rising in the world today | |
| Born of disaster, fed on dismay | |
| From the shackles of slavery, toil and pain | |
| The people are rising to stake their claim | |
| A taste of this whip is all that you'll need | |
| To keep you in line, keep you down on your knees | |
| We are the bastards of mammon, we're here to stay | |
| Keep you bowing and scraping till your dying day | |
| A spectre is rising from sea to sea | |
| A global solution for a global disease | |
| A specter is rising from sea to sea | |
| Divided you're conquered, united we're free | |
| Miles above you and worlds apart | |
| The bastards of mammon are playing their part | |
| To fatten their bellies and hollow our hearts | |
| Dystopian nightmare, war is art | |
| The face of the master is the face of the whore | |
| Hungry for money, always ready for more | |
| Hear him scratching just outside of your door | |
| To feed on your children and conquer your shores | |
| One if by land, two if by sea | |
| Three when we find you, down on your knees | |
| Blinded by prophets sick with disease | |
| With holy irreverence we do as we please | |
| What terrified me will terrify others | |
| I need only describe the specter | |
| Which had haunted my midnight pillow | |
| "What terrified me will terrify others. | |
| I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow." | |
| -Mary W. Shelley |