Demoulisher

I think it's time for us to
Gather our fingers into a fist
Abandon the forms that's keeping us alone and
Not die by fire in our sleep at the hands of some demagogue
It's not a long way down
It's been a long time coming
Glory to slaves, and glory to serfs, and glory to us now
Let your meek hearts rise

A plane flies over
Sounds like death
But don't think so fast
You run out of breath
It's a demon made
By a madman's art
With a menacing face
But a festering heart

And if the skyscrapers turn into a field
A single spark will morph into a flame that we wield
And soon the floor will shake and we'll engulf the earth
The seeds are sown and there's gas near the hearth

A plane flies over
Cold wind in its wake
Behold the demon

And if that day comes
We'll still be here
We'll still be young
We'll still be new
So we oppose it
But don't fear it
Who will?

If that day comes
We'll still be here
We'll still be young
We'll still be new
We fear nothing



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Roach
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