There are quite a few options, promises are being made.
Charlatans using words like drunk weapons,
fueled with guilt, riding the rage.
If you knock down a pole, the light will flicker below.
Hour-by-hour, the power will fade.
Listen to its hum of rebellion,
and take back your night.
Fight for your mother, fight for her plight.
Fear mongers in the dark,
flock to the light.