From the recording The State Of My Mind
This song is part of a double sided video, together with "A Fresh Klan". Watch it on YouTube.
Lyrics
Blessed are the poor of the mind
Because for too long I have been blind
The weaker they are, the bigger the reward
Yes, I'm ready for a new start
Gonna break all emotional chains
Don't care anymore about the birdbrains
Forget about the fainthearted and the tenderfeet
Shoot them down like a dog in the street
It's human lives for heavy cash
In the end, they are nothing but cheap trash
To obey and to serve, a brand of the skull
Flogging the herd doesn't have to be dull
Every day till the day we die
It's our soul we have to rectify
In a circle of hellfire, we will prevail
Cos cowards who hate won't ever fail
The hope and the fear of modern man
Hail and rejoice the birth of a fresh klan
Thank you, Lord, for sending us a new godson
He'll be very much like the old one