To Earth Like Dust - Tragedy

With step as soft as wind it passed

Over the heads of men so fast

That they felt the presence there

And looked and all was empty air

And the prostrate multitude looked and

Ankle deep in blood, trudged along

Without aim, trudging through

The freshly slain

Rise like lions after slumber

In unvanquishable number

Shake your chains to earth like dust

Which in sleep enveloped us

And anarchy, the ghastly birth

Lay deadened earth upon deadened earth

The horse of death whose hooves did grind

To dust the murderers from behind

A fervent chorus from beneath was

Heard + felt + at its close

A fervent chorus from beneath

These words of hate + fear arose:

Rise like lions after slumber

In unvanquishable number

Shake your chains to earth like dust

Which in sleep enveloped us

We are many, they are few

We are many