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