"Goodness,
Goodness,
Woe is Me!"
For too long they reign,
Pearched in their Marble Towers,
Risen from belief,
Stepping on the people,
All to reach the top.
For years they remain
Scavenging all they can,
On their throne of lies
Thrones built by those they claim,
on whom we believed they protect.
"Vultures! Scavengers! Liars! Thieves!"
They yell at others to create dissonence
Claiming the enemy must be vanquished,
Yet they will sit in their towers
Raze their towers
Shatter their thrones
We the people, we command it,
We Demand it!
"Goodness, Goodness,
Woe is you"