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Will you run when walls are breached

And far sides of your moats are reached?

Will you then abandon states

When barbarians storm your gates?

While workers seize your property

And make private public

You barricade your towers

And pace your vaults

You inquisitors of thought

Wage oppressive campaigns

Declare us enemies of the state

As barbarians storm your gates

We "benighted" peasants

Still soiled by our day's labour

Roll sleeves and take to streets

In righteous revolt

Catastrophic liberation

Abolition your fate

The hasty death of statism

As barbarians storm your gates

Towers of iron and ivory shall crumble

Masses of bodies bow gates till they topple

Exploited only so far

until suffering marshals

We commoners and slaves

With nothing to lose, only to gain

Streets slick with blood and coin

This fitting end you orchestrated

And still your purse strings

As barbarians storm your gates