Classical revolution

Oh, but into you I involve, to abolish and dissolve
Return in thy rapturous arms all leaden yet free
An answer amongst courtiers and courtesans
Through the wig wearing powdered faces I begin to see.

A Parisian night time illuminated by the moon
Within a revolutionary street protest under dimly lit lights
The menagerie of chattering beaks caustic against the moon
An instigator of fisticuffs, indelible the clenched knuckle fights.

Do you grasp the pianists taught fingers hover
His dramatic head bowed towards the ivory of time
A let them eat cake dismissal of eradicated discussion
How we weave a web of wonderment against the mind

Draw, quartered, hung and relive beyond the blush
Of a white haven cheek on cherry red bloom
The peasant revolted and burnt the rich and the privelidged
Destroying the colours of aristocracy into the depth of the doom

Hung and quarterd, relieved of their sins
We were a part of the up rising, standing tall to be proud
We shall live within this moment
Remain illuminated , remain candlelit , remain loud.