Haj regö rejtem
Hová, hová rejtsem...
Hol, volt, hol nem:
Kint-e vagy bent?
Régi rege, haj mit jelent,
Urak, asszonyságok?

Ím szólal az ének
Ti néztek, én nézlek
Szemünk,
pillás függönye fent:
Hol a színpad: Kint-e vagy bent?

My riddle, where should I hide it?
Outside or in?
Just another legend you may say, and so dismiss it,
Ladies and Gentlemen.

You look at me, I look at you,
The curtain of our eyelids is raised;
Where is the stage? Outside or in?

The basis of democracy
Was a common good
That prevailed in the majority
The great chain

This is why anarchism works
Self-determined and self-governed
People are no longer smothered
It is written on the wall

Most of the time
We are separated from each other
Isolated
This unites the people and it gives purpose
The great chain

This system is rotting from the inside
The apple fell far from the tree
And what grew in its place was disgusting, putrid filth

Arise! Swarm on the castles
Reparation is coming
Make the jump; put your faith in man
Can it be worse than this?

In the dead of night
Fires burn
Links are forged in the flames
The anger that bubbled for so long inside
It manifests itself
Take form, and take shape
Lead the way to equality
The hammer falls resonate
Strengthening the chain with every blow
It takes everyone to raise the chain

Where would we be now if it wasn’t for following false prophets?
Illegitimate leaders, their stone was set and now it breaks
The tide rises, washing away all the shit
The fire burns, deeper than ever before
An abomination, finally broken apart
Now the time has come, to reclaim lost dignity

The old empire crumbles in the shadows
The ruins are the foundation of the age of the great chain

Demonstrating the merits of autonomy
Self-determined and self-governed
People are no longer smothered
It is written on the wall

As the dust settles
We can rebuild this society
Horizontally

If you look at the world’s problems
Most come as a result of a lack of resources
An uneven distribution
Rectified by adequate allocation
This turmoil would cease to be

Resent the wealth
As we sit down at the table and are served unequally
This breeds jealousy
And creates a consumerist mentality

Feel the pressure grow
To provide the best for your children
It’s all a show
A fucking masquerade

When did we lose our way?
When did we sell our soul?
What was the price for us to sell out?

Staring into an empty void
What will you use to fill the spaces?

I’m afraid of changes to come
What does the future hold?

Everything changes and comes to an end
How long will it last?
Only time will tell
What do we do now?
We move forward
The great chain

This is how progress will be made
Self-determined and self-governed
People are no longer smothered
It is written on the wall

As the dust settles
We can reconstruct our civilization

The dawn breaks the dark
Tears asunder memories of the past
Awaken to a new realm of possibility