Izzy and The Black Trees - Liberate

I see it 'round her eyes
She's charismatic, I figure
Spreading charms of a dirty democracy
You can trust her, unchained and humble
Wishes well, nothing can stop her

I am a beacon, a radiant beacon
I am the sparkle seducing tonight
I see the crowds waiting out their turn, now
I love the way they change in front of my eyes

Look now I'm covered in blisters
Fighting you for over a hundred years
My land, fetch me morphine
Pass the fire, I am self-contained

Here we are now as nothing's ever changed, yet
We try to keep up with God's Work
Evil tricksters plotting destruction
Their tiny hands reach out to the top

Why don't you liberate
Why don't you liberate
Why don't you liberate me