PRELUDIUM Behold the crucifix, what does it symbolize? Pallid incompetence hanging on a tree
VERSE Lo, I hear the fighters coming Over hill and dale and plain With the battle cry of ages In a Rebel world again. Who'd forge their swords to plow-shares, Shall sweat in bitter yokes. The free-born race and fearless. Must deal out battle strokes In the ward of the Great Caesar, and Grim Hannibal, in the times of Belzchazzar, the Pharaohs and all; the days of Rienzi and Roland the Bold; all banners were waving for women and gold.
CHORUS It is might against might, remember, by land and sea, man against man, money against money, brains against brains, and-everything to the winner. It is might against might, It is the Secular Law.