Go try it with the bland children of Demos
where in robes alike they bow to the deities of Hades
worshiping in rank and files echoes of the eyes divisive
aimless flinging tongues in serpentine broth of afflictions
The Centurion sublime descends from the courts of reason
where mortals slay the treason of fallacies and garrulous din
to hold the centre firm atop the pillars of the civil and free braves
Not all men can walk the Rubicon and voice the talk of Gladiators so
In the arena of the talking heads the naysayers ***** prurient spittle
Go try it with the bland children of Demos
watch them march in ranks and files