Forced to scorch at the stake of humanity 

Our heavy skulls and cumbersome bodies fastened by straps of fear and mediocrity

Anchored and confused 

Confused and naive 

We bled upon the oak and iron and sang songs of revolution and tyranny

The spitting cracks of ember harmonized our singing voices as the scent of servitude left our presence and scaled through the syrupy air of a new morning

Together forever... married to illusion

Together forever... the end