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He saw the light,
in fact a dying ember
of higher purpose
indigestly made.
He's not the savior,
no man of God
but his sermon's trusted
down
into morass of justice.
Policy of neutrality instated
for you and me in the terms of
inner sedition as we speak.
I want it now for you, my friend
and spread it far to everyone I know.
Rancour, synoptically served
to all the breast-fed
libertines nourished
by own greed and complacency.
I´m singing out to you
and I don't need you anyway.
Wave your flag of perfidy.
But you my friends
from Euston Road to Holborn.
What you believe
justifies all means.
The four-star honoured
shepherd leads the flock
to the cay!
This time the wolf's fed
and the sheep are all torn to bits.
Civil disobedience has died.
Restrained!
Along with hearts of those who proclaimed peace.
The border´s thick.
I´m singing out to you
and I don't need you anyway.
Wave your flag of perfidy.
But you my friends
from Euston Road to Holborn.
What you believe
justifies all means.
Now he's all blind.
Four stars they glisten no more.
Faded in his reflection he sees
in the mirror made of daring
words, written by a pen
even mightier than sword.
Republicans they glance
at their own lassitude.
But it's the new wind that blows
away your self-made laws.
I loose!
It's all a lost war
but I'm gonna try more.
Today!
Armed with my words
and thoughts of those who lost before.
Every day I try to convince myself
iIt's worth to spread their words
in this belligerence.
Take action!
in fact a dying ember
of higher purpose
indigestly made.
He's not the savior,
no man of God
but his sermon's trusted
down
into morass of justice.
Policy of neutrality instated
for you and me in the terms of
inner sedition as we speak.
I want it now for you, my friend
and spread it far to everyone I know.
Rancour, synoptically served
to all the breast-fed
libertines nourished
by own greed and complacency.
I´m singing out to you
and I don't need you anyway.
Wave your flag of perfidy.
But you my friends
from Euston Road to Holborn.
What you believe
justifies all means.
The four-star honoured
shepherd leads the flock
to the cay!
This time the wolf's fed
and the sheep are all torn to bits.
Civil disobedience has died.
Restrained!
Along with hearts of those who proclaimed peace.
The border´s thick.
I´m singing out to you
and I don't need you anyway.
Wave your flag of perfidy.
But you my friends
from Euston Road to Holborn.
What you believe
justifies all means.
Now he's all blind.
Four stars they glisten no more.
Faded in his reflection he sees
in the mirror made of daring
words, written by a pen
even mightier than sword.
Republicans they glance
at their own lassitude.
But it's the new wind that blows
away your self-made laws.
I loose!
It's all a lost war
but I'm gonna try more.
Today!
Armed with my words
and thoughts of those who lost before.
Every day I try to convince myself
iIt's worth to spread their words
in this belligerence.
Take action!