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When I was young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
Bring fire with its breath, summon storms with its wings
And now the day has come of our reckoning (yo)
A young commoner, playing in the rain
With uncommon acuity to ascertain
Is told that the bones tell tales of doom
Just past the present, great peril looms
But not to fret, for the kings are fighting
For the future of the peasants
But as the years flew past, the kid grew fast
Ever conscious of its presence
The kid says
When I was young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
Bring fire with its breath, summon storms with its wings
And now the day has come of our reckoning
Now eighteen, the peasant hears the news
The beast has broken free, it's on the loose
Its winds swept a whole coast into the sea
Its breath burned a city down, nothing to see
She races towards the royal palace, sword in her hand
Ready to go to war and fight for her home and her land
The kings protect the peasants, so she heads to the castle
To pledge her allegiance, to meet Smog in battle
But inside the grounds she meets the monarchs
Making merry and carrying on
They said "Why should we worry? When the wyvern arrives
We've got the money to keep living long, so begone!"
She was taken aback, she could barely react
As she staggered back home in defeat
Well if the kings weren't fighting and the beast was arriving
What fate would her peasants meet?
She says
When I was young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
Bring fire with its breath, summon storms with its wings
And now the day has come of our reckoning
Now hopeless, the peasant staggers towards the front
Not knowing what to do but knowing she has to hunt
The dragon Smog, leaving havoc in its wake
Fueled by greed, an endless appetite to sate
She strikes where she can but it all feels worthless
She has nothing to show for her passion, her courage
Every strike is too small, each action too feeble
To take down a planetary threat of such evil
She collapses, last dregs of hope all spent
Head hung, she misses when a blow is rent
Through the dragon's scales by a warrior in emerald
Emblazoned with insignia of shield crackling electrical
She says "Get up, your help is still needed
Don't you dare concede, we are not yet defeated
You'll find in the hills an army of the courageous
United under flag of an energized aegis"
We say
When we were young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
Bring fire with its breath, summon storms with its wings
And now the day has come of our reckoning
Now under flag of Ionic Aegis
The fight's still fought, the war still wages
We know now: together, we can turn the tide
All we need is more people standing by our side
So come join the fight and dare to ask
What if we get it right? What will come to pass?
What kind of world can we together create?
What community? What United States?
What green scenery will you see from your gate?
What fresh food will find its way onto your plate?
So abandon your kings, they won't share their resources
We'll find that numbers are where our force is
Yo, when we were young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
But it's a tale that we've heard time and again
When the weak unify, we know how the story ends
So pick up your tools and join the fight
As we dare to ask: what if we get it right?
What if we get it right?
What if we get it right?
Yo
When we were young, it was prophecized
That the great dragon Smog would smother the skies
Bring fire with its breath, summon storms with its wings
And now the day has come of our reckoning
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