Worst Case Scenario Lyrics - Nasum

Years of waiting, now it's finally your turn 

Drunk with power, full of hate, you'll show the world how to burn 

Secure your own place in the warlord hall of fame 

All should bow in respect to the master of the game 

At best we think that this is just a mild form of oppression 

But this is it, this is the big one, the sickest of obsessions 

Start the fire, you're an arsonist old man 

Let your fire rain on them, a part of your sick master plan 

Kill all the enemies, make yourself a God 

Then you rest, your work is done, salute your victory with blood 

At best we think that this is just a mild form of oppression 

But this is it, this is the big one, the sickest of obsessions