Into the engine of Armageddon, into the bellies of beasts toss your bodies upon the machinations run fast! run fast these sordid feet toward upheaval, mere glory the crack of the crowd, the hue, the cry to victory the morning city noises the city square is ours! and block by the block the barricades fall! and rise again! our new flags flapping bright. come one, to the ready, brothers, sisters, come! we are the people of the light, come one and come all, the clarion call! May tear gas, the fresh morning, and gun powder the smell season the cool air as the sun rises on a glorious new day The few becomes the multitude, the many. The many, the many, the many who dare! / the many, the many who dare! You who have nothing to lose, and all the world to gain The many, many, who dare! The futures ours! The moment ours, the nation ours, the state, the city, and the square!