Power hungry dogs and bitches
The worthless creatures that do not have anything to give
Anything to do or anything to create, anything to contribute
Those shameless people turn into a power hungry dog, a swine
Those bloody buffoons only cherish a wish to cling
To the throne of power
Like a blood sucking leach
They know not anything how to sing and what is music
Know not anything about any art
Know not how to love and how to take care
Have not any softness either in their heart
They know only how spill and how to kill like a monster
They are a blot on the lot of humanity
A sin, a devil, an evil, what we could expect from them
A bastard would sell their mothers
How we could expect that they would respect democracy.
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