Infuse the world with
the color of dreams.
Odium lingers,
though not what it seems.
Fashion your own destiny;
disrupt the established routine
Incite the change which suits your endeavor.
Join the fight or
be perpetually wandering
melancholy waters.

All the sheep herding
towards the predetermined goal
It’s the only way
They have absolute control.
Set fire. Repent. Only if for your soul.

The Spring of Hope runs eternal
through worry and doubt.
Dripping courage
It runs from within
The time has come,
Revolution