the soul turns into the dark side

Ezam sold his principles
Way down to the dark side
Of values once he cherished
Then he turned into the devilish dog

Now he barks disturbing the peace
On the wrong side of the fence
Though in his mind now......
The minted Senator-ship clouds his eyes

Once he thought he was Hang Jebat
Fighting for the oppressed values and rights
Along the way the beautiful maidens came
Swept him away cuddled him to change

Now with alleged wealth
The masters behind, puppet him to dance
He realizes he has no values only somebody's triumph
Blowing trumpet far into the nights