ALTERED STATES.
The hungry wolves of the EU police state,
are gathering outside our gates.
Ravenous creatures need their fill,
ready now, to make their kill.
Thunderstorms are rumbling,
and North winds bring a chill.
Clouds burst over cities,
and swamp factories and mills.
Houses are flooded with the deluge of rain.
The Government cries “global warming again!”
“We’ll raise fuel taxes and make people pay,
for their ‘carbon emissions’ as they are to blame!”
With every news headline there’s a new shock in store,
we’ll all have to pay that little bit more.
For an EU directive to spin out more lies,
and more on-street cameras to watch over our lives.
DNA database nightmares, it’s too much to take.
All this surveillance and one small mistake.
“We’ve lost all the data.” Oh! Give us a break!
We’ve all had enough! We can’t take anymore!
“You can’t criticise government or protest anymore,
that’s political subversion and your breaking the law!”
They warn us again of the crime on our streets,
and put up the taxes to pay for more police.
“There are enemies among us.”
Yes we know, you keep telling us,
but it’s not religious zealots or suicide bombers.
The enemy around us has come in disguise.
A chameleon among us, with ‘all seeing eyes’.
They have ‘common purpose’ and communist spies.
Their ultimate goal is to control all our lives.
From EU HQ to the local town halls,
they corrupt and embezzle and infiltrate all.
This land we choose to call our home,
our constitution overthrown,
as our traitorous leaders sign away,
our British nation and our ways,
and all of this without our say!
With devious treaties, themselves empower,
more freedoms lost with every hour.
They try to corrupt our children’s minds,
through academies teaching political lies.
The political indoctrination of our youth,
they hope to recruit future leaders and spies.
So let us fill our peoples hearts,
with tales of our great heroes past,
and hope it sparks a fire inside,-
and a new found pride,
in this empire that we reside.
So people of the towns and farms,
be ready for the call to arms.
Soon or late, the day will come,
so be prepared as it draws near,
drive out the tyrants who rule with fear,
these hungry beasts that feast,
upon this land we hold so dear….
…...The evil seeds were sown,
in our culture, the rot went deep.
We used to sing ‘Rule Britannia,
but are now afraid to speak.
For fear of being called racist,
or offending religious beliefs.
When all around us, madness reigns,
we turned our faces from the storm.
And while we all lay sleeping,
the devious ones who have no shame,
betrayed our trust and came to reap,
a once proud nation of men,
they harvested our souls,
and created a nation of sheep.
But the reckoning day has come at last,
time to cast aside our fleece,
and stand up for our rights.
These ‘sheep’ have still got teeth,
calling all free men of Britain,
lets show them the bulldogs still bite!
By The Minstrel Boy.
‘My sword at least, my rights shall guard’.
