The Sun declares itself the only world and turns away
Day turns to night and ushers in the dying of the light
The proclamation of the night demands the Earth obey
Punch the Sky in Protest of the Night

The Dark Enlightens the Earth in rising tides to what it lost
and asks us who will fight the sun itself when sunlight dies
The Earth returns an answer in the monkey's closed hand tossed
The Flying Fist soars upward toward the sky

The greedy sun retracts its light extracting from the Earth
Golden rays cannot escape its endless appetite
The sun becomes a hole of black consuming all our worth
Punch the Sky in Protest of the Night

When shining suns become the greedy parasites of nations
It seems impossible to fight the sun or even try
But Monkeys found a way to fly and feel the moon's rotation
The Flying Fist soars upward toward the Sky

We make a pledge as ancient as the Monkey's quest for Truth
The fist that flies to heaven and beyond the greatest height
A billion fists from Earth invoke the rite of claw and tooth
Punch the Sky in Protest of the Night