COME MY CHILDREN, RISE

Come my children, rise;

shake the dream time sleepiness from your eyes.

Yes my children, see the moon and sun smile and love each other,

just as we should always love our fellow brother.

Come my children, rise;

see how there is nothing we despise?

Yes my children, love is free in this wondrous commune of ours

but that doesn't mean that you should stop loving the stars.

Come my children, rise;

look how our imaginations have no size.

Yes my children, everything is perfect in our land of milk and honey,

it so golden, bright and sunny.

Come my children, rise;

we needn't wear any mask or guise.

Yes my children, now isn't about you and it isn't about me,

only that our minds and souls are finally free.

Come my children, rise;

there isn't a need to speak foul of your brother or tell lies.

Yes my children, come now and rise before it's too late

and the world isn't so mystical and great.

Come my children, rise before what little innocence the world has left is lost

and, brothers and sisters, at what cost?

Come my children, rise from your beds, like tombs of the damed and graves,

so white and pure that they are nothing less than God gave.

Come my children, rise;

Rise;

Rise;

Rise;