The Benevolent Dictators - Silent Revolution Lyrics

They say beauty is in order
What's left over in so few hands
But the landlords spell their doom
Wanting the jewelry the merchants have
The price they paid could buy them a thousand different men
And though they get the diamonds
Power leaves them, and commerce wins instead

Here comes the silent revolution
Moving slowly, no certainty
Interdependence, cultivation
From no design comes prosperity
Without any intention, without beneficence
The feudal system's dying
Lords made obsolete from their childish vanity

Without any intention, without beneficence
The feudal system's dying
Lords made obsolete from their childish vanity