Do you hear the drum, the one of liberation,
That can create a nation through a singular vibration?
A soul-flame that you can’t contain,
Nor desire to drain of its pain.
Stretch to the depths of madness with a smile,
As we walk this unpleasant mile.
Within that melody of happiness, a truth takes form—
One that will be the source of many storms.
Take to the seas, to the skies,
To as far as you can run,
But you will never outrun the drum.
Its glory is plenty, its fortune for the worthy to take,
All left in a singular shape.
The smile on our face as we scream and shout:
The revolution was never the solution;
It was the first step in a necessary change.
As a world government falls,
Give praise to those who carry the Will of D!
Prepare YOURself,
Because FREEDOM was never truly FREE!