Power is crazy
Once it gains the upper hand
Our souls will be chained
We will be drugged down
Power will turn
A timid person to stand up
Fighting his rights for all to see
He has that clout to do as he likes
Power on the roll
Many will get the roasting
They can feel the heat
Boiling up in their minds
But who dare to go against it?
Maybe a few will try to wrestle
The long and winding heat
Filling up the fight to be free
Power is crazy
In the wrong hand
Nothing good will benefit
The pain for the people
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