…lyrics were adapted from the poem When Wicked Winds Weather

When your mad about the system Apathy is your biggest mistake When your mad about the system You can turn that rage into change

Its time that we all conquered our fears

When the political minds are erasing The truth in front of all of our eyes In years to come we will be facing The harsh realities without the lies and disguise

Its time that we all conquered our fears

Fortress built around a persona, Eroded Freedoms, Intuitions thought twice, Hesitated streams of consciousness, Interrupted to begin, again and again

Its time that we all conquered our fears

Is it not ironic that we‘ve squandered Any notions of a matriarchy When our Mother’s milks are running low Yes, our Mother’s milks are running low

Were making mincemeat of evil Spoon-feeding the ice cream through glowing TV’s A feasible feast when a Giant Amongst a miniscule Pharisee.