Revolution

I hear there's screaming in the street, 

Sirens and horns signifying retreat

Don't let the bloody banner hit the ground

The revolutions finally come to town


There'll be plenty of time to suffer later.

Once the tyrants hit the ground.

Don't take their heads for they only grow another.

Just make them suffer then turn them loose without their wallets.

Be humble about your revenge.



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