Break the mould
These days of old
Where the rich employ
And care not what they destroy

Break the mould
Let a new story be told
A story of emancipation
And the upholding of youthful expectation

Break the mould
Come out of the cold
Stand up and stand fast
The fashion of now it will not last


Break the mould
Before your soul is sold
Before your time does cease
And you never find your peace

Break the mould
Turn your back on gold
Let the spirit of life
Run through your veins
Break the mould
To break the chains