We drive through danger, we hive through pain
We strive through hunger, lest it’s not all in vain
We are ripe for hangers, yet forced to stay on lanes
We arrive in numbers; they kill in disdain their bane
Aren’t we now sober, haven’t we become our cranes
No longer somber, voices refuse to simmer and drain
We rise against the clobber, and his intent to maim
No longer mumbling in mummer, we are awake and sane
We are the sovereign, the harbingers of revolution,
We are the chosen, defenders of our Constitution,
We arise in dozens, freedom – our sole determination
No longer beholden, to the Tyrant’s deluded machinations
Oppression is by design, the Tyrant’s tool of subjugation,
No longer benign, the masses hum to this revelation,
Aware of the signs, we choose to abolish the aberrations:
Our stars will not align, to the oppressor’s constellation.
We are the Resistance, at the cusp of a new Dawn,
We champion vigilance, and death to the old Crone
We preach of Justice, and an end to all Wrongs
We are the People’s Peace. We sing of a new Song
Long Live the Revolution!
