There's a revolution coming,

You can feel it in your bones,

Pour out into the streets,

In defiant defence of your homes,

Your beliefs or religion won't see you fighting on your own,

For my enemies are your enemies,

Together we can avoid their poisoned stones. 

No accidental creation,

We are little gods,

No way did we crawl out of water,

Not the decedents of a frog,

Misinformation is the key,

That has your frequency in fog,

Set your mind free for a run,

Not a jog.