Fallaway, fallaway, fallaway all
Pushed over cliffs of undecadent sprawl
In towers of steal by powers unchecked
For hours congealed ~ Impeded, erect

Checking the cheques of uncheckable torment
Beckoned to reckonings of lecturing borement
Stored in the sterile and perilous cages
That lock out the rantings of unbearable sages

O courageous upheavers that stand up and call
High as the spires atop of the walls
That keep us in markets and parkettes and mauls
Don’t fallaway, fallaway, fallaway all