by QMS
From these city streets we'll steal
Hearts of iron, minds of steel,
And in a village garden tend
To seeds the soil will transform,
To hearts and minds from earth reborn,
Together in the green we'll grow,
Together in the garden tend
The child's birth, the empire's end.
Then from these village lanes we'll steer
Hearts of envy, minds of fear,
And in the city's furnace fuse
Ingots of a greater soul,
Elements of a wider whole,
Together in the flames we'll fly
Together in the city fuse
The damned of the earth and the sacred muse.
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