They perverted you, they thought you to bow You´re ready to do everything they want You're selling your own country? Thinking of Gold You want more and more, as gold is everything you want
[chorus:] I´ll restore the rope to break your lizard neck I´ll restore the rope to crush your fucking lies I´ll restore the rope to punish all that have sold themselves I´ll restore the rope. Die!!!
You agree to do whatever they ask you for Blinded by gold, you can´t hear your race calling But everything will change when I restore the rope My country will be free, when you are hanged so.