The Fifth Political Theory

Slow and steady that growth this Land, Of the free and brave at hand, Manliness runs along, In his heart a woman’s song, To her husband does she sing, Strengthens him when war bells ring, He fights for justice, stands a’talls, From the Snowflakes taunting calls, Were discussion bears a’fruit, And none that plays a’foulish flute, Trust and respect grow forth thee, In this Land of the Brave and home of the Free, Think not now, this powerful world, That’s yet to come to topple and hurled, That Wretch of the Desert and her Beast-far East, In this coming Empire, reigns God’s eternal feast! None will like, all crying wimps, Speaks of love, but all are pimps, This must not be done and that must not be done, Lie they call Truth and this way Truth they spun, Were family reigns and wombs being free, From the terror of Feminist Hypocrisy, Womanhood be Glorified and glorified in thee, His Mother the example of prayers eternity, All the truth the part-West did twist, All the remains but, just a gist, Of Peoples’ brave that stand up to this rot, That the ‘Enemy’ within did ought-brought, Whom we say? Could that Enemy be, Well that enemy could be anybody, But wrong! Really wrong we think astray, As this enemy leads us away, From the True light of Crucem Shines, Disperses all evil, tears the blinds, Tis’ our Standard ought to be, Tis’s shall wave Crucem’s flag eternally, And all their tears shall be wiped, In the Eucharist they shall be hyped, For this Empire shall first arise, To advance the glory of Christ despised, That all who despised him shall see the truth, In this Banner and the Flute, A song be played far and near, All shall shed a repentant tear, But some of them grow eyes a’green, This splendid empire of God’s Chivalreen, And plot they shall gladly done, Endless plots a restless son, Sow a’doubt in all the hearts, Cause a’mock, tears aparts, Who said it’s all a Utopia? They say, Keep their own in bondages night and day. But all for love does one thou give, Himself up to further live, Tis what did the Savior say, Give your life to me today. And you shall live and live it be, For He is Life eternally, The Cult of Death shall be no more, In his Kingdom come below, On this earth shall it reign, In the land Eurasian gain, That turns away from that Wretch be sour, From the Euphrates afar, Will, this empire reign supreme, A Military might, not such seen, And all the Injustice cease to be, In this land, Crucem’s free! Rise O’Eurasia Crucem’s Child!