this is the story

his is a story,
the story of my country,
the story of my nation,
the story of my man,
and
the story of my pride

you,
a bunch of idiots,
who fly away,
and running along the sky,
while the eagles falling down,
you keep your wings sweeping the air..

the loves of hates,
won't come if the Jews coming down,
the black beard with the lousy hair,
polling the money of the strengthen,

and the man,
the man of mustache,
come with the bird wings in the chest,
come and reverse the earth,
and he comes
and he looks
and he says

I'll conquer the world..

this is my story,
this is my story,

and the man is us..

and the story is just begin!