I seek to fill the best with passionate intensity
To ambush that damn beast as he slouches off to Bethlehem.
Does he think all the guards asleap? That all have fallen
Underneath his spell?
The raging of the worst of us is but the cover for rebellion.
Second coming? Perhaps.
But I and those with me shall rather rage against the dying of the light.
The battle is joined!
From Megido to Salsbury Plain the forces of light awaken,
Surprising the cynical, mastering the day.
Then, in the stillnes following the whirlwind, the fire, fury and force,
Whispers again the still small voice for any that woud hear.