humans were born to be free
but are enslaved by society
rounded up from meadows and fields
and to kings and priests forced to kneel
this has gone on for thousands of years
as the priests feed the flames of fear
and kings wave the flags of hate
until now it is almost too late
o humans rise up from the dust
and the pit into which you have been thrust
the earth has been looted and despoiled
and now your bones will be boiled
the masters are preparing their ships
with smiles on their lying lips
they are ready to blast off into space
to destroy some other unsuspecting race
the universe is vast and cold
but the story is getting old
and the trail of desolation
you can not put a happy face on
if you dispute the truth of my rhyme
and only wish to have a good time
the saints be with you my friend
and my song is at an end
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