After this I saw multitudes
Forced from the land,
Cleared for the wool,
Dispossessed, refugees,
Who were told
Top be free.
Free to starve. or to
Slave; free to choose
A or B, as we offered,
To labour or die.
I saw cities explode with
This freedom, and
Covered my eyes.
| 1 | The Winter Wheel |
| 2 | The Dividing Line |
| 3 | All Hail! |
| 4 | The Song Of The Martyrs |
| 5 | The Song Of The Dignity Of Labour Under Capital |
| 6 | Joan |
| 7 | Gold |