The seven-headed hydra

The seven-headed hydra

Sits upon its throne

The seven-headed hydra

Throws us a bone

 

The seven-headed hydra

Takes what we hold dear

The beast doesn't even care

It doesn't even shed a tear

 

But the beast is not to blame

The beast cannot choose

The beast is a puppet

Controlled by those with nothing to lose

 

The beast used to guard us

To help us thrive and flourish

The beast was soon tamed

By those it guarded against

 

Now we have nothing

No education at all

The beast has left nothing

But a hollow shell