The Mask Of Anarchy

[Music & lyrics: Dave Silver]Waging wars on liberty, under a veil of secrecyIn procession it arrived one by one and side by sideTo stamp out the sense of will, dead earth upon dead earth we tillUntil in union we praise, thou art god and king and graceOn a white horse it arrivedExpressionless like one deprivedHe is anarchy no lessAnd on his brow the shadow restsTrampling over English landBlood of the commoner on handAnd in the blood swept deluge claimThe right to govern in its nameWhat is slavery you could tell? To taste freedom and taste wellYet when its very name has grown a mere echo of its ownAnd forced upon this forgery, this life blood of societyA measure of what you believe, no more value than you seeIt is to be a slave in soul and to hold no strong controlOver your own wills but be all that others make you seeAnd so accept the consequence behind the walls of our defenseAfraid to see beyond the mask in the final blood stained taskIn the hour of the dark, a cornered hunter bares his markCast into the abyss, screaming whirlwinds cry sadnessI cannot see, I cannot feel, only anger risingLike a cancer spreading now, lonely life subsidingI am frozen emotion gone in the pandemoniumAll is lost all is spent, lost inside and hidingRise like lions after slumberIn unvanquishable numberShake your chains to earth like dewWhich in sleep had fallen on youYou are many they are fewYou are many they are few