May long live Britannia
as you sit upon your throne
and may maggots and worms
feast upon your royal bones
For like a worm
You belong in the dirt
It\'s time you fall upon the sword
for causing so much hurt
My mother and my sister
lost their lives and legs
and now I have just one dream
I want you fucking dead
May long live Britannia
until your dying breath
But Britannia won\'t live very long
when you meet your icy death