None can defy what there is not
So why and how do you?
As Narcissus reigns, how can you contend?
Contentment with the norm, a shameful folk you are
As the faithless faithful preach
We remain steady,
watching through the distance
silently and inquisitively
So when the time arrives
Haste we do not
They, a pitiful bunch, consider us but shams
"How can the peasants rule after all?"
Oh, their gall
And so the farmers and the toilers march
March under the banner of revolution!
No faith to obstruct, no wealth to envy
'Tis but another evolution
Humanity will once again rule itself
Not succumbing, but becoming
its own god and its own master
