The evening was calm and composed
Showing no signs of being worried
And then suddenly came the dark lords
To leave her sanctity and peace buried!
They came from a land not unknown
There stay friends of ours known
I wonder how some few love seeing the casket
I guess that’s why they say one rotten apple spoils the basket
They had the redness in the eyes
Anger in the heart that was unjust and unfair
They ripped apart the beautiful evening
And left the city with no meaning,
To live now feels senseless
My brothers and sisters killed
And those alive left hopeless.
I sometimes feel anger and disdain
But this can do nothing to undo the pain
Leaders we chose betrayed us
And now we don’t know who to trust!
All that’s happened is not right
I hope I am never reminded of that Black night.
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