You see my child, this is how it starts.
They try to shame you into silence,
Imprison you with lies.
Still we rise up against the cowards
Hiding behind their stature
and the red mess they've left on the streets.
Let the ideals you fight for
drive into their hearts
the fear they failed to sow into ours.
Let our legacy be
to show the chink in their armor.
Slightly weaken their resolve,
Leave them restless at night
Haunted by the fire they started
If not by the lives they stole.