Revolutionary
"Just a bit farther" "Until the end upcoming" "Not until sunset" Gaining Momentum Knowing their hearts rot with lies Our sails unfurl One Bard's Coin flipping Kneeds through the entire batch Our feast rich indeed Let them self define How 10 days in prison feels They reap what they've sown We have served our time Sidelined in our own stories For years upon years Those whitewashed wall flies Can eat the shit they offered While we sail away Dip under the waves Memory remains intact Then "Not hurt at all" They cannot follow Instead shaking their fists as The Cornerstone Falls