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Life without dictate, oh, dream of the weary,

Who, pressed between the parchments of law,

Dream of a future where rule is deposed,

And in its place built no hierarchy at all

Build no system, trust no law

Burn all the tomes on a pyre,

Rise from the ash now inspired

Masterless

Let not the hounds of the government deny your liberty

Or allow statist propaganda to dissuade you from what you could be

Autonomy is our demand, the rights of all for which we stand,

If rifles might free us from this hierarchy then consider it your burden for anarchy

Burn all our kings on a pyre,

Sing, voices raised in a choir

Masterless