Murray N. Rothbard Quote

It's ours to right the great wrong done,
Ten thousand years ago --
The State, conceived in blood and hate,
Remains our only foe!
Oh, join us, brothers, join us, sisters,
Victory is nigh!
Come meet your fate, destroy the State,
And raise black banners high!

The chains we wear are forged from lies,
By kings and clerks and laws –
They promise peace, but feed the beast
That lives on war’s applause.
But we shall tear the idols down,
Expose each priest and spy,
And in the dust, reclaim our trust –
Black banners to the sky!

No rulers need we, none shall stand
To steal what we create –
The forge is hot, the will is steel,
We do not beg the State.
In markets free and peaceful bonds,
True order shall arise –
Where once were graves, new gardens bloom
Beneath unclouded skies.

So rise, ye slaves of tax and draft,
Your masters cannot last!
No throne shall stand, no badge command,
When we erase the past.
From tyrants torn, a world reborn –
The old gods left to die!
Come meet your fate, destroy the State,
And raise black banners high!