The revolution strikes swiftly and hard
Lay siege to every last stronghold
Tear down the emerald banners
And hoist the heraldry of the new order
Let the signs of the old burn brightly
The verdant uniformity blazes blood red
And sparkling gold
But as the child slew the father
So the child was slain
And so topples the new revolution
Its withered husks slip silently to the ground
Dry brittle signs of a brief and powerful
Era