We were sons of insurrection
doomed to face the dark alone
Till vicarious perfection
dearly won was made our own
So where's your landslide
where's your victory?
Tell me now where's your sting?
Unassailable you waited
the great enemy of man
till your awful jaws were sated
and we were ransomed from your hand
So where's your landslide
where's your victory?
Tell me now where's your sting?
where's your landslide
where's your victory?
Tell me now where's your sting?
Now that you have been disarmed
We will cross over unharmed