What though madmen haunt the halls
Of naked power in this world
Of woe, with their blood-thirsty calls
For explosive death?
While we have breath
We'll fly the flag of hope unfurled.
Nil desperandum.
What though madmen haunt the halls
Of naked power in this world
Of woe, with their blood-thirsty calls
For explosive death?
While we have breath
We'll fly the flag of hope unfurled.
Nil desperandum.