Where man can live
With his wife and family
To live in peace
A life respectfully
More and more
It’s becoming old fashioned
Your rights to live
Determined by tyrant’s ration
A self-proclaimed dictator
Takes control over people and land
The powers that be
Should be in his hand
The people have no voice
They have no say
If they object
They may die that way
Then the day comes
Other dictators want to tempt fate
They each want it all
Give it up, or I will take
Who are we that we think so bold?
The Human species where one is all superior
That one man should be God on Earth
That eight billion are all inferior
But that’s where we’re headed
If we vote to give power one man
The Dictator of Earth
Every Dictator’s plan
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