Earth forever marching to the thunder
In submission to a rhythmic wonder
Of human response to the commanding sound
Domination of the mind and body all around
Strings of the tyrants of the core controlling
The emancipated spirit flying out and strolling
Driving human limbs and hearts to and fro
With dynamic pulses always on the go
Hammering new sounds inside the soul
A fresh awakening and triumphant hold
The power of rhythm unleashed and applied
An impulsive submission, a freedom ride
A new look at the free-flowing winds
And the dancing of the mystic Cherubins
The loosening of the all encumbered
The flowing of the hidden streams asunder
As freedom rides on the backs of rhythms
It owes its soul to the pulsating hymns
The drums, the liberation, the spirit renewed,
The syncopation, the timing, emotions imbued,
The inhibitions cast out, the bindings gone,
A new man walks a new freeway upon
An ode to the power of the driving drums
and the tyrants of rhythm and all their sons
A booming boom and a ride out into space
a renewal of the enchanted human race
Tyrants of rhythm play on and on.