Tyranny acquaints us with the deepest despair
despots never stop from repeating their mistakes
trying to subjugate everyone to rank capitulation
using brute power and the machinery of state
In the darkest of darkness when nothing is visible
in the coldest of winter when frigid winds blow
in the furthest corner where ultimatum pushes
the timorous soul sings in a tremulous voice
Gathering frail courage from note to note
as hesitant other voices join in, haltingly first
the song becomes a rallying cry for the oppressed
soaring up and high beating down all walls.
But the obstinate tyrant refuses to retreat
for drunk on absolute power, he is blind absolutely
bully pulpit misused by bumbling bedlamite
never expecting a fight back as a repercussion of tyranny.