Verse 1

Power gathers in a hall,

One loud voice can sway them all.

When a slogan draws a line,

Ask whose hands control the sign.

Pre-Chorus

History keeps every name,

And the cost behind the flame.

Chorus

Power needs a watching eye,

Truth must never learn to lie.

Ideas rise, elections choose,

Keep the right to question, keep the right to refuse.

Verse 2

Ideology paints a view,

Promises what’s fair and true.

But when one creed commands the rest,