It's the age of reason for the anarchist It's a change of venue for the lobbyist It's a dream of justice buried in the grist
It's a secret briefing based on need to know It's a condescending rationale from command control Feel the sense of wonder at the overthrow
It's a rite of passage through a hurricane Through a rolling thunder through a screaming rain Hear the shriek of abel hear the cry of cain
And abraham will take his son Five billion years from now the cruelty will be done
Make a destination Of the greater truth Make 'em hang their heads and eat their words When you find the proof This is all you're given It's your only move
It's a rite of passage for the everyman To a higher ground To a brighter light To a promised land You can feel the power Of the master's hand
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