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Mine eyes have seen the ugly
Of the coming of the Lame;
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the hopes of people are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible scamming word;
His wrath is marching on

I have seen Him in the friend feeds
Of a hundred begging lambs
They have builded Him an altar
In the evening lies and traps;
I can read His haughty sentence
By the dim and trembling lambs;
His night is marching on.
Goldie! Goldie! Hallelujah!
Goldie! Goldie! Hallelujah!
Goldie! Goldie! Hallelujah!
His wrath is marching on.

I have read a fiery Demand
Writ in mispelled vows of steal;
"As ye giv mi ye lands an'cattle,
Or with ye My mony shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of honor,
Fight this serpent with His will,
Since Evil must be fighted on.
Goldie! Goldie! Good pup ya!
Goldie! Goldie! lil’bazooka!
Goldie! Goldie! Good pup ya!
Shut your beggin’ ’mouth up.

He has looked for the respect
He shall never could receive;
He is demanding out the hearts of men
only a BigBoss wannabe;
Oh, be swift, my bro, to answer Him!
Be jubilant, my dears;
Our path is Trolling on.
Goldie! Goldie! lil’bazooka!
Goldie! Goldie! Da Tryhard!
Goldie! Goldie! lil’bazooka!
Our path is Trolling on.

In the beauty of the aussies
The Madman trumble across the sea,
With hurry like a mad possum
That makes laugh you and me:
As He tried to make men afraid,
Let us troll to make men free;
While Evil is marching on.

He is coming like a corgi
Clumsy running from far away,
He is loved for the money,
He is donor to the mercs;
So the world shall be His playschool,
And the soul of weaks His slaves,
The Dog is pissing off.
Goldie! Goldie! Good pup ya!
Goldie! Goldie! Good pup ya!
Goldie! Goldie! Good pup ya!
Our path is Trolling on.