Maelstrom

Binding chains
Lashing flails
Crippling toil
Tortured souls

It started with a whisper
Became a freedom cry
A promised revolution
A vision shining bright

Straining sinew
Tearing flesh

Crushing bone
Bloodied steel

The maelstrom growing louder
A deafening cyclone It's everything we wished for
And nothing that we need

Hiding truth
Spreading fear
Building hate
Harnessed minds

Unleashing, directing
A force forgotten and dismissed
Foreboding, tormenting
Fear and anger at last released

When you ran—We fought
Where you fell—We stood
What you held—We took
What you love—We hate

You tried to hide, we found you
You've tried reason, we've no truth
You cannot speak, just our word
Your future lies in our hands

The mist rises and dust settles
A mirror held—an image revealed

When we fought—They won
What we hate—Defines us
Where we stood—Their land
What we took—Never ours

We lost our way, they left us
We saw the truth in their lies
The word we had—meaningless
Our hands used for their work