Getting Back To It

Their Troops Stormed
Into Our City Streets
The Innocent Crawling,
Begging At Their Feet

Onward They Marched
Our People Served As Their Prey
Now They Have Left
The Entire City Gone Within A Day

This Is What It'll Come To
If We Rely On Hate And Greed
The Pure Shall Perish
While The Corrupt Continue To Feed

We Do Not Need To Resort To This,
Taking Up Arms And Raising Fists
These Have Been Words Of A Pacifist