Now that the political festival
Is hotting up in the arena
That thunder stone is coming.
The weather is changing
It looks like the rain is going to fall
Thunder-stone may rain on
The unsuspecting power drunkards.
Power shall soon erupt
From the mountain of the masses
The volcano will diffuse bullets
The khaki will tear.
The power celebrities
Should know that the
Vipers of insurrection
Are crawling along the corridors of power.
The prophets of power
Are blind to this impending doom
Since they're initietes
In the cult of political power.
