One way or another
They'll try to give you peace
Some day, now or later
They'll force you to see their way

Chaos is Order
Leave or Give Over

One way or another
Freedom will be coerced
Some day, now or later
They won't just desire your mind

Order is Chaos
Even if they make us

One way or another
The cycle shall repeat
Some day, now or later
The inevitable machine shall rise

I was made
to be me
to be free
Never to conform or be evolved
The hum
The whir
The drone
Do not seduce my ears

ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
Their shell of fear shall crack
SOME DAY, NOW OR LATER
Color and courage shall reign again.