This is the clarion call to wake
And set right the path of world's mistakes
Transcend the bars behind our eyes
That teach us to alienate, despise
In the truth of Love our spirit quakes

The true belief consists in care
Not some lofty, haughty air
That induces children to despair
And beckons them to evil lair

I can see the darkness in your stare
And the anthem of evil in your blare
But think not that you'll win the fight
For we'll throw the book of eternal delight
You couldn't dream of what's in there