A phantom rhythm has spawned;
Rising somewhere in the land
A call to arms
The alarm has sounded

The alarm has sounded,
Awakening the drums
And daring the frightened
To unsheathed and stride

The alarm has sounded ,
Cry out in your rage
In your tireless verse
Of jubilation or pain

Draw out the mobs,
Let them blaze the world over
With the endless quake
Of one defiant song