 Life's to this hand, we present to Merdy How else is the song, content to Merdy? He who does not know his guidance may be hidden, yet he guide The moon may be hidden through day, yet it still creates the tides His influence on his sure heart guides his conduct and his pride Truly he's conquered what's meant for him, believe he is This ruler, to him we would give our hands, this ruler When with no ruler we stand, this ruler, to him we would give our hands, this ruler When with no ruler we stand, men who ponder on this wonder, almost they wonder Won't Merdy, Won't Merdy? What is an academic mind, when it thinks without context, till his hand is placed on our head Longs for his hand intellect, as a theory stays a theory, till his tongue's beast is defect Until he dedicates precision, the mind is left to reflect And the mind knows by trial and error, and the mind, this ignorance is terror All intellect, every defect, every context, once Merdy To Merdy, lives to this hand we present, to Merdy How else is the song content? As the horizon's dawn reaches for the brightness of the day For him hope begs and it wonders, will Merdy's day be today? On answered questions they cry, when the light reaches methane And as the gain rises the moon, Merdy's rise is still someday Let him rise and tear down this veil of cloud, let him rise So gaze is at him, this crowd, let him rise And tear down this veil of cloud, let him rise So gaze is at him, this crowd, and makes the step open Now where, what a picture, oh Merdy Oh Merdy To Merdy, lives to this hand we present, to Merdy How else is the song content? Oh Merdy, lives to this hand we present, to Merdy How else is the song content? In division, in the prison, in this nation Once Merdy, once Merdy