Β NOT Β LIKE Β THE Β FUCHSIA Β GIANT Β OF Β HIGHBLOOD Β FAME Β , Β WITH Β CONQUERING Β SHIPS Β ASTRIDE Β FROM Β LAND Β TO Β LAND Β ; Β HERE Β AT Β OUR Β WEATHERED Β , Β BLOOD Β - Β STAINED Β GATES Β SHALL Β STAND Β A Β MIGHTY Β MAN Β WITH Β A Β VISION Β , Β WHOSE Β FLAME Β IS Β THE Β IMPRISIONED Β LIGHTNING Β , Β AND Β HIS Β NAME Β βΒ FATHER Β OF Β EXILES Β . Β FROM Β HIS Β TEACHINGS Β GLOWS Β PLANET Β - Β WIDE Β WELCOME Β , Β HIS Β MILD Β EYES Β COMMAND Β THE Β RULING Β THE Β IMPERIOUS Β FRAMES Β : Β KEEP Β , Β ANCIET Β LANDS Β , Β YOUR Β STORIED Β POMP Β ! Β CRIES Β HE Β WITH Β SILENT Β LIPS Β ; Β GIVE Β ME Β YOUR Β TIRED Β , Β YOUR Β POOR Β , Β YOUR Β HUDDLED Β MASSES Β YEARNING Β TO Β BREATHE Β FREE Β , Β THE Β WRETCHED Β REFUSE Β OF Β YOUR Β BLOODIED Β CUT Β . Β SEND Β THESE Β , Β THE Β SLAVES Β , Β THE Β TEMPEST Β - Β TOSSED Β TO Β ME Β :
Β Β Β Β Β Β I Β RAISE Β MY Β VOICE Β ATOP Β THE Β IMPERIAL Β FLOGGING Β JUT Β !
