Burning bones blood settles upon the ashes Don't you cry girl it's life that passes Bullets shot in defense of masses One day child they'll take their chances There's a new voice that whispers power for fascists England is a target ripe for clashes Mistaken messages Ethnics gather to earn their passage Fools who follow tread the path of ancient rampage You make the laws then face back lashes Freedom is a word once meant to fool the different classes It's transition that confuses and change of chances the new era that has no colour because the world proves altogether the earth enhances.