Ancient dust rises from the temple ground
Brass trumpets scream from the eastern shore
They draw their borders with hands burned red with blood
But in the end they'll lose their souls to sand
The golden duck, painted in oil and greed
Sits on a throne she'll never truly need
He thinks the world map is just a toy in her yard
Building corporate walls while the bombs cry hard
He sends young soldiers to fight proxy wars
Spilling innocent blood for oil after dark
They envy peace while missiles aim their way
Just another name on the list of billionaires
Nyan Meow Tar, we rise above the smoke and fire
Nyan Meow Tar, we burn the global war empire
You are just a puppet, just a cartoon clown
Watch the empire of the duck come tumbling down
Nyan Meow Tar, the desert winds will set us free
Nyan Meow Tar, no master of the land and sea
He dances to the rhythm of betrayal
Counting all the money made from weapons
Playing with her red buttons like a spoiled little child
Leaving beautiful cities utterly destroyed
But the ancient walls of Carthage won't be forgotten
The price of blood, the tears of regret
We don't want your freedom, we don't want your game
Every tyrant always ends the same
Nyan Meow Tar, we rise above the smoke and fire
Nyan Meow Tar, we burn the global war empire
You are just a puppet, just a cartoon clown
Watch the empire of the duck come tumbling down
Nyan Meow Tar, the desert winds will set us free
Nyan Meow Tar, no master of the land and sea
Enough of the wars over backyard territory
Enough of the golden lies
Look at the rebellion in the cats' eyes
From the rubble of the streets to the open sky
Hear the electric oud cry
Nyan Meow Tar, we rise above the smoke and fire
Nyan Meow Tar, we burn the global war empire
You are just a puppet, just a cartoon clown
Watch the empire of the duck come tumbling down
Nyan Meow Tar, the desert winds will set us free
Nyan Meow Tar, no master of the land and sea
Nyan Meow Tar, the final reign of supremacy
The duck will fall and her war machines won't save her