Ne aveas Mortem Non dat is pacem In enim morte Sciemus morsus Quos reliquimus Just as he came So he shall go In woe, in pain, in poverty Have you ever felt this way before? Can you feel the power surging through your soul? And once it’s over, you’ll want more Can’t you see it’s what the earth is for- Can you hear the sound of hunger rise? We could bring an end to all those mournful, helpless cries… Take then good heed Heed To your end For as I say So it shall be We, the paragons of creation We, the arbiters of change Was this not the dream we shared When we were young and unafraid?