Steeped in dark delusive slumbers
A weary world now sleeping
The king makes slaves the world encumbers
Falsehoods ever steeping
Dogma, care, and burden plenty
Puts on all the sheep
Ravenous wolves in shepherds clothing
Tradition lulls them all to sleep
Wake and rouse to life new meaning
Donn the truth upon you now
Hail on high truth all men freeing
Let his freedom upon you show
The highest height
Proclaim now state it
This alone will save those lost
Light your load but soon be hated
Worth the grit but great it's cost
He who hath an ear let him hear
-Michael Newberry