The Leader lyrics

There was a great teacher

Who's power was undeniable

With the voice of a fiery preacher

To all he was quite eyeable

From humble birth he grew

Through pains of childhood

Painting he would often do

But no one then understood

He hated the race as all did

In the matter taught to him

The future, theirs was well hid

In his eyes it was quite dim

His land dishonoured, denounced

An empire would again rise

Put in prison when announced

Ambition increased in size

When a prior ruler passed on

This man became The Leader

The country's hearts he won

A book he wrote the reader

Speeches, many were given

Pride and strength flourished

Industry labouriously driven

So the economy was nourished

From depression to better times

Unity was within them

Everywhere slogans and rhymes

On brizzards and banners hemmed

Now to defeat the oppresors

The Leader screamed insanely

To take back our possessions

We tried to keep so vainly

To battle the foe they went

Death, pain, and misery always

Still more men were sent

The unison weakened the days

Power made to an inferior race

Easy to destroy in multitude

Sent to a concentration place

Where the spectre of death stood

This ideal of grandeur perverted

Into a regime of annihilation

The greatness once, now diverted

Faced its own earned exhilaration

The man could no longer smile

For pain shadowed him heavily

His crimes put on trial

The future, his mind's levy

The leak produced weakness

Not only in himself but

Showed the country meakness

As a tank trapped in a rut

He left before it was over

Their judgment he escaped

Beneath the mouldered clover

His ashes were sparingly scraped

But works follow all men

Good or bad they shall stay

To speak of them once again

In the past until today

Regard well the lesson taught

That hatred on contempt be

A curse to them that sought

Superiority not just equality

Greatness is a state of mind

Not an empire as of Rome

Based on the evils of man's rind

Sweet melon in tainted loam

Forget the deeds of his acts

And the mistake may occur twice

Keep in mind the terrible facts

To heed but a bit of advice

Death, destruction were the key

Fear the incentive kept

On the minds a lock you'll see

Hearts lieth in bitter depth

Starting off well with pride

To better everything bad

But the beauty had then died

Ages pass on and still sad.

• Artist:Ww Ww