PRELUDIUM
Behold the crucifix, what does it symbolize?
Pallid incompetence hanging on a tree
VERSE
Lo, I hear the fighters coming
Over hill and dale and plain
With the battle cry of ages
In a Rebel world again.
Who'd forge their swords to plow-shares,
Shall sweat in bitter yokes.
The free-born race and fearless.
Must deal out battle strokes
In the ward of the Great Caesar, and Grim Hannibal,
in the times of Belzchazzar, the Pharaohs and all;
the days of Rienzi and Roland the Bold;
all banners were waving for women and gold.
CHORUS
It is might against might,
remember, by land and sea,
man against man,
money against money,
brains against brains,
and-everything to the winner.
It is might against might,
It is the Secular Law.