Rage - The Jerks

Children begging at the streets at night

Knocking on cars till the morning light

People standing in line for a kilo of rice

Welcome to the dark ages, the era of lies

Dreams of progress, of visions gone mad

Mendiola’s still drenched with innocent blood

Demolition men rumbles through smokey mountain homes

Darkness indeed, justice dressed in gloom

But I’ll go not gently into the night

Rage against the dying of the light

Sing a song about this terrible sight

Rage until the lightning strikes

Go not gently, go not gently, go not gently

And rage with me

And the names and faces of the tyrants change

But poverty, pain and murder remains

And the voices of truth are locked up in chains

Darkness remains, freedom in flames