Misandrist Anthem
The time's come to fight
Tell your mothers, tell your sisters
Revolution stirs as the flames ignite
Must cast off chains from misogynist misters
Bear your shields of strength
Sharpen daggers of reason
Our pain will travel any length
To make them see their constant treason
The sky darkens and the storm draws near
We won't be held down, we won't be restrained
Our eyes glosseed with anger, theirs clouded with fear
This patriarchal regime cannot be maintained
And imagine what pain may cease to be
If women would fight to set themselves free