The Revolutionaries

Not much time left 

The revolutionaries are ready 

Racing up the steps to the Monuments of men 

Tearing down the idols 

Kicking the heads 

Of yesterday's leaders 

Spitting in the face 

Of the past 

For today is the day 

That someone shouted 

Enough, enough, 

ENOUGH!

Yet when the revolution is over; 

Is over 

OVER 

Is over 

As you lay upon the streets

In the blood, the red 

BLOOD 

Marked by sin, 

When the revolution is over

Thy will be done