Music and lyrics by J Stephen Roberts

 

Slowly sidewinding he came

And you can watch the way he came

This was your daughter’s last stand

Will you call for ceding ground to her killers?

 

The empire’s raining down with bullets

Compliance at its fullest

Drives us on and on toward displacement

 

Belief in your guilt made this come

Cast it off and our foe is done

All of our fathers are dead

But they speak louder than your surrender

 

The empire’s raining down with bullets

Compliance at its fullest

Spinning on and on in frantic fog

 

The empire’s crashing down around us

Too big to confound us

Plodding and on and on as we rise up