Loudly the crowds roar
A din, a demonic sound
A city in torture screams
They start burning it down
The children suffering
The masses churning
This is a living nightmare
The wages of sin are chaos
While there are those fleeing
A rare few reach out to help
Angry hands cause a burn
Thereafter there is born
A new martyr's land
A future sacred ground
For those who are standing
Waiting for justice's call
Offering their lives to all
For the system to fall
Weighted down by the sin
Of destruction of lives
Abandoning of just laws
While order disintegrates
A future grows more dark
As we destroy our only home
Leaving behind scars
And hate unabated
