To raise voice high 'gainst tyrant, my intent
My thoughts, my words, my deeds are my dissent
Hath many ages he in bad faith reign
But soon will come the hour he is slain
For he cannot control or **** ideas
Although of rank repression makes career
Ideas, like lightning, electrify the mind
Which to a better destiny aligned
Than that which tyrant wills, his vision grim
Subject his kingdom to his wanton whim
But we of freedom shall begin to speak
For tyrant's power be diminished, weak