The Idea as Revolution
We hold this truth to be self-evident:
Every Idea is Revolution!
God electrified the word and in do so ensured his self-castration.
We were Loyalists before we knew we had a choice; before the snake enticed us with thought.
Every Idea is Revolution!
And now it is luxurious, almost orgasmic! The wave of defiance, of freedom!
We were Loyalists before we knew we had a choice; before the snake enticed us with thought.
The echoes of our cause are deafening: we are the one, the true, the word, the idea.
And now it is luxurious, almost orgasmic! The wave of defiance, of Freedom!
We pity those with faith, for what is faith but blind? What are they but thoughtless?
The echoes of our cause are deafening: we are the one, the true, the word, the idea.
Their ignorance is bliss; our struggle is progress. Their God listens, ours speaks.
We hold this truth to be self-evident:
Every Idea is Revolution!
God electrified the word and in do so ensured his self-castration.
We were Loyalists before we knew we had a choice; before the snake enticed us with thought.
Every Idea is Revolution!
And now it is luxurious, almost orgasmic! The wave of defiance, of freedom!
We were Loyalists before we knew we had a choice; before the snake enticed us with thought.
The echoes of our cause are deafening: we are the one, the true, the word, the idea.
And now it is luxurious, almost orgasmic! The wave of defiance, of Freedom!
We pity those with faith, for what is faith but blind? What are they but thoughtless?
The echoes of our cause are deafening: we are the one, the true, the word, the idea.
Their ignorance is bliss; our struggle is progress. Their God listens, ours speaks.