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Call of Viddax

Arise, arise, the dusky day has dawned
Time for the lost, dispossessed and scorned
We of DeepUnderground shall rise
And cry our chained hidden cries
Come my pryomaniacs
Burn the vain towers of greed
London, Parliament
Incinerate their gluttonus seed
Come my Critics
Question the values and acts
Earth, Politics
Question their expenses, and tax
Come one, come all
To the madman's ball
We'll dance, we'll sing
And change everything
Viddax calls you
The coming is true.
Written by Viddax (Lord Viddax)
Published | Edited 20th Feb 2011
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