MARCHING LIGHT

No, no one can atone me.
Say, who could have injured,
And who could atone me?
No, no one can atone me.

The world turns aside
To make room for me;
I come, Blazing Light!
And the shadows must flee.

I come, O you Ocean!
Divide up and part;
Or parched up and scorched up,
Be dried up, depart.

O Mountains, beware!
Come not in my way;
Tour ribs will be shattered
And tattered today.

O Kings and Commanders
My fanciful toys I
Here’s a Deluge of fire,
Line clear! My boys

Advisers and Counsellors!
Pray, waste not your breath.
Yes, take up my orders,
Devour up, ye, Death.

Go, howl on, O winds,
O my dogs! howl free.
Beat, beat, Storms!
O my Bugles! blow free.

I ride on the Tempests,
Astride on the Gale,
My gun is the Lightning,
My shots never fail.

I chase as an huntsman,
I eat as I seize
The hearts of the mountains,
The lands and the seas.

I hitch to my chariot
The Pates and the Gods.
With Thunder of cannon
Proclaim it abroad:

Shake! shake off Delusion,
Wake! wake up!
Be free, Liberty! Liberty!
Liberty! OM!