A song based off George Orwell's "Animal Farm", sung from the perspective of the character Napoleon.
lyrics
(Section A - Napoleon)
Restless, amongst the meadows, souls
Buried, under the shadows, of
Dreams, lost, and long unspoken, and
Silenced, by growling jaws.
Laws, changed, and words redacted from, the
Beaks, tongues, and snouts of clueless minds.
Rivals, exiled from the cause, their
Truth, will, forever hide, in lies.
(Section B - Napoleon)
The farm, the land, it's all, so grand.
It all, belongs, to my, swine brand.
The bull, the lamb, the crow, the damned,
I rule, them all, with my, command.
The horse, the ass, their suffring's passed.
Their labor's served, their pain, elapsed.
For them, there's none. It's all, for one.
Their slaves, to me, work's never done.
(Section A Variant - Napoleon)
Whips, and hounds, exert my dogma and, bend
Feeble, minds, to my own orchestra.
Young, piglets, to teach and scholar so, they'll
Learn, and spread, this mindless formula.
How, oh how, the tables turned on man, and
Those, who are, not within this, pig clan.
Maybe it, is thirst for power and, this
Lust, that still, corrupts the leading hands.
(Section A Variant - Napoleon)
Human, or beast the lines are blurred, no
Black, white, the color's faded gray.
Equal, are, those who will falter and, bow
Down, to, those with a greater say.
Rules, laws, that have been broken will, be
Followed, under a cheerful guise.
So take, our, lives as a sacred truth, that
Greed, will, forever rule, disguised.
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