The Extremism

In darkness he stands
A shrouded figure
A shrouded figure
Hidden are his wounds
They are not on display
But his bravery is!
Dumbstruck, he knows not the meaning of this
Bravery? Bravery? Bravery!?
So this is what it means to be brave
So this is what it means to be a martyr
His body mutilated in unimaginable ways
His soul mutilated by an unspeakable blow
This is our martyr
This is our martyr
Broken in life
Destroyed in death
This is our martyr
This is our martyr
Overcome mothers cry out, cry out!
Speak up!
Heads up!
Hold them accountable, the world, they
That have stolen your hearts and left them to bleed
A thousand times – cry out against the villains
They who have befouled the earth and
Deadened the passions of youth
Cry out for your child to stop and be at peace
At peace
At peace
At peace

Peace.