Create Art, Though the World May Perish

They say you can’t bear freedom
But we know you feel it’s right
You are unique because of our shared purpose
Which they all lack, decadent wasters of life
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rise above
Fiat ars — pereat mundus
We do not require participation
Let anomie breed alienation
Then in an orgasm of aesthetic spectacle
Clamor for your own enslavement
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rise above
Fiat ars — pereat mundus
Fiat ars — pereat mundus
Fiat ars — pereat mundus
Fiat ars — pereat mundus
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rule the world