Tantrum, from which the new man shall be formed The orphaned blue blood of the celestial Who shuns the burdens of them sainted whores Shall manifest its splendors from barren soil Behold his arrival, the Arcadian stray Reeking refuse of your tender age Marches forth and inseminates Thy ophidian conclave What is liberty? But when the gods grow sick of us What is mutiny If not, breaking off the shackles of the gods? ♪ Xαῖρε Ἕσπερε Xαῖρε Φώσφορε ♪ Contemplating millennia past I wandered through wastelands astray In company of that, larger than the gods With animus that just won't wither away What is liberty? But when the gods grow sick of us What is mutiny? If not, breaking off the shackles of the gods ♪ Xαῖρε Ἕσπερε Xαῖρε Φώσφορε ♪ Inquisition in the name of freedom Decimation in the name of democracy Hidden daggers and poisoned wine All in the name of fraternity (fraternity...) Hidden daggers and poisoned wine All in the name of fraternity