The Geronimo Paradox

Imperial geometers draw polygons in space 
But it takes General Miles to close frontiers
Extensions of the calculus full of mechanistic grace
Still need men with guns to turn the gears

This axiom of Power shatters on the paradox
Its symmetry suffers this fatal blow
The truth, it lurks in ambush
high up in the desert rocks
and it answers to the name Geronimo

Geronimo, Geronimo

A band of Chiricahua at the edge of space and time
Belonging to a place no one could own
Knew they didn't stand a chance but fought on just the same
That their story would outlive injustice done

This axiom of Power shatters on the paradox
Its symmetry suffers this fatal blow
The truth, it lurks in ambush
high up in the desert rocks
and it answers to the name Geronimo

Geronimo, Geronimo

Geronimo surrendered to the promises of peace
But the White Man's every promise is a lie
The living dead now wander cross this land they laid to waste
But the name Geronimo will never die!

This axiom of Power shatters on the paradox
Its symmetry suffers this fatal blow
The truth, it lurks in ambush
high up in the desert rocks
and it answers to the name Geronimo

Geronimo, Geronimo