A wonder of wit
Had the monocrat clipped
And that what was common
Is sunk in the mud

For those who don’t fit
Felt the symmetry slip
No more for the marksman
They bandage their blood

Green eye-shade
In a new dawning hour
Through a mad reverie
Bore the eyes of the kingdom
Green eye-shade
In the fall of all power
Rose a clear alchemy
From whence it always was hidden

He who was ruling
Is no more returning
A splint in the temper
A bloom through thе snow

No leaders are fooling
Thе energy burning
And as they take centre
A sight to bestow
Green eye-shade
In a new dawning hour
Through a mad reverie
Bore the eyes of the kingdom
Green eye-shade
In the fall of all power
Rose a clear alchemy
From whence it always was hidden

The fallen opposer
Who lost in a bubble weight
Match with a rebel
Their shame to undue

And shed from the shoulders
Heads full of vile-hate
Roll from a temple
Too old to be true

Green eye-shade
In a new dawning hour
Through a mad reverie
Bore the eyes of the kingdom
Green eye-shade
In the fall of all power
Rose a clear alchemy
From whence it always was hidden