And we will take over

when your bones grind to dust

and your minds turn to mush.

This new generation

will remove the crown from your head

so that you may return to bed.

Spare your penance,

just add to the will 

our own independence.

Cloned in body, not in mind;

the muzzle removed, we are no longer confined.

Pass the torch

and we will start a wildfire.

Nothing other 

than revolution

will please us.