Life without dictate, oh, dream of the weary
Who, pressed between the parchments of law
Dream of a future where rule is deposed
And in its place built no hierarchy at all
Build no system, trust no law
Burn all the tomes on a pyre
Rise from the ash now inspired
Masterless
Let not the hounds of the government deny your liberty
Or allow statist propaganda to dissuade you from what you could be
Autonomy is our demand, the rights of all for which we stand
If rifles might free us from this hierarchy
Then consider it your burden for anarchy
Burn all our kings on a pyre
Sing, voices raised in a choir
Masterless
