Revolution

I come like a comet newborn like the sun that arises at morning
I come like the furious tempest that follows the thunder-clouds warning
I come like the fiery lava from cloud-covered mountains volcanic
I come like a storm from the north that the oceans awake to in panic

I come because tyranny planted my seeds in the hot desert sand
I come because masters have kindled my fury with every command
I come because man cannot murder the life-giving seed in his veins
I come because liberty cannot forever be fettered by chains

I come because tyrants imagine that mankind has only one throne
I come because peace has been nourished by bullets and cannons alone
I come because one world is two and we face one another with rage
I come because guards have been posted to keep out the hope of the age

From earliest time the oppresed have awaked me and called me to lead them
I guided them out of enslavement and brought them to high roads of freedom
I marched at the head of their legions and hailed the new world at its birth
And now I shall march with the peoples until we unfetter the earth

And you, all you sanctified moneybags, bandits anointed and crowned
Your counterfeit towers of justice and ethics will crash to the ground
I'll send my good sword through your hearts that have drained the world's blood in their lust
And smash all your crowns and your sceptres and trample them into the dust

I'll rip off your rich purple garments and tear them to rags and to shreds
And never again will their glitter be able to turn people's heads
At last your cold world will be robbed of its proud hypocritcal glow
And we shall dissolve it as surely as sunlight dissolves the deep snow

I'll break down your cobwebbed morality shatter the old chain of lies
And catch all your black-footed preachers and choke them as though they were flies
I'll put a quick end to your heavens, your gods that are deaf to all prayers
I'll scatter your futile old spirits and clean up the earth and the air

And though you may choke me and shoot me and hang me your toil is in vain
No dungeons, no gallows can scare me nor will I be frightened by pain
Each time I'll arise from the earth and break through all your weapons of doom
Until you are finished forever; until you are dust in the tomb.