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The darkness of solitary men - who are chained in a market they
Cannot control - in the name of a freedom that hangs like a pall
On our cities. And their towers of silence we shall destroy
Now is the time to begin to determine directions, refuse to admit
The existence of destiny's rule. We shall seize from all heroes and
Merchants our labour, our lives, and our practice of history : this
Our choice, defines the truth of all that we do
By the power of capital's kings who reduce them to coinage and
Hollow exchange in the struggle to hold us, they're bitterly
Outlasting… Time to sweep them down from power
- deeds renew words
Dare to take sides in the fight for freedom that is common cause
Let us all be as strong and as resolute. We're in the midst of
A universe turning in turmoil; of classes and armies of thought
Making war - their contradictions clash and echo through time