Break all the mirrors - we have no place
With our ideas, knowledge, and grace!
And let all the people with foolishness trace
To keep their natural face.
We shall be smarter than pityful peasants!
We've got completely different essence!
Well, before nothing creates any menace
For being as wise as we are grateful pleasance...
And let all the herd consume their kind:
They have no place being so blind
The quill and the paper together combined
Creating new Cross and new Fire behind.
We'll close our eyes on this feeble pack,
Showing them all no nobility lack.
Does anyone need this fighting of crowd
When each of the fighters to nature has bowed?
Delightful, my friend, when any who's smart,
The Great, the Right with sensitive heart
Has no need to cry upon piteous mass
And able to stay as world-class!
While people electing their scapegoat,
Together we are, wisest and old,
With prowess and wit, holding the gold,
We'll break all the mirrors in wold!