What a beautiful day
to burn the entrenched political establishment to the ground
and dance atop the ashes
What a perfect day
to watch the rats scurry around a sinking ship
before they drown
What a lovely day
to round up all the traitors in metal cages
and throw away the keys
What an awesome day
to pull the plug on all the corporate media whores
as the untelevised revolution begins
What a marvelous day
to ascend an ivory tower where the gluttonous swine are feasting
and cast them into the sea below
What a holy day
to announce the emergence of a renaissance revolution
and laugh as the empire dies
What a bloody day
to smash the head of a parasitic ideology that feeds on the populace
and watch the streets run red