Of demons and deities, ruling the skies,
of gliding swift, like  the raven flies,
with sinister look, and abandoned gloom,
searching for the flower, of hellish bloom,
a child is born, in a far off land,
on his right fore arm, he bears the brand,
twisting serpents, and circling numbers,
towards the grave, of his father he lumbers,
he breaks the stone, and eats the flesh,
with his father’s power, he is invest.

He gathers his forces to go to war,
men of integrity, who stand too far,
from the world of God, with all its pleasures,
who’ve torn their robes, and rejected its treasures,
men coming from all the world,
with one hand, a stone they hurled,
and the altar of god, came crashing down,
the day of the mighty, had seen its dawn.

winged creatures, lost their wings,
heavenly beings were covered in sin,
the mightiest god, had risen from death,
in the form of a child, the child of Beth,
a common man, who’s common no more,
his kingdom extends to the very shore,
the sea is his, the skies are his,
not a square inch, do his eyes miss

He rules the world, with god’s consent,
great nations, are of his descent,
and yet there is wailing, and gnashing of teeth,
with the stench of corpses,  rivers reek,
there is death everywhere, unhappiness reigns,
looking from above, our father grins,
and says to us, forsaken people,
you are the ones who broke my steeple,
and dared to dream, and dared to try
with your meagre means, to touch the sky,
who asked for learning, who asked for freedom,
for you I have no place in my kingdom.

And then the king looked up said,
oh god who gave me wine and bread,
grant me also, the power of death,
to free my people, and grant them breath,
allow them to live, in the forbidden land,
where the ground is covered, with blazing sand,
and the only food, is the fruit of knowledge;
whose boundaries are marked, by thorny hedge,
and we, the people, will build in it,
temples of learning, altars of truth,
where capability is judged, mediocrity abolished,
the stones of this city will stand polished,
reflecting the sun, reflecting abomination
for ourselves we’ll build a nation.