By: Kidman Williams
Tonight is the night of dance.
Tonight is the night of trance.
Tonight we awake and become
Hierophants.
Awaken from that illusion sweets
And see what’s in
Heat.
The Storm clouds roll out of the
East.
Tonight is the night we fly.
Tonight is the night we dine.
Tonight we will feast upon the political
Mind.
Open your innocent eyes mates
And chomp down on their
Hate.
We starve in the dark while the powerful continue to
Eat.
A grand gesture to feed on the scraps.
They give us a few to help the time lapse.
One day we will see the way lit by a single
Lamp.
Rockets red glare,
Bombs burst in the air,
These were warnings to the unjust,
Not just lyrics of honor to
Applaud and corrupt.
Tonight is the night we
Dance.
Tonight is the night of
Trance.
Tonight we will awaken
And become the
Hierophants.