Revolution

Destroy your servitude of king
Whose seat is solace and high
Whatever angers your spirit
The cause we have shut our eyes

The holy cause of liberty
This was we cannot waiver
The fight is ours to clash
The chains have long been brash

This calls for revolution
This calls for war
This call for armed struggle
This calls for more

This nonexistent path to peace
As the world collides in conflict
The children are off to trenches
They shall not grow old

But we shall remember them
Battalions of the pale
Unmarked by age they march
With smothered dreams and timeless trails"