Authored: August 1, 2022

This night, under incandescent Stars
This night, under radiant street lights
We yearn for something more, something real
We seek enlightenment from the depths of despair
Hearing the cries of dissonance from dark alleyways
Mesmerise me, oh, you.

Are you worried about the Devil?
As the streetlights pale into crimson regress
Tonight, you will see the reality
The strugglers will rise
The poor will mutiny
The crowd will overthrow.

This night, under rageful Stars
This night, under powerful banishments
Even the devil will be afraid
The Revolt begins.

Mesmerise me, oh uncouth one
Open your eyes and see finally
Like vengeful spirits, the people become one
They have become Gods of Nature and of Anger
Apathy gives rise to Revolution.