Listen to the song: A Day in the Strife
Read the message here:
I heard the news about Old Glory
Fifty stars dragged down into the mire
A crowd of rebels in our Capitol
They cast our Congress to oblivion
They blew their mind out in a riot
They wouldn’t notice that the nation changed.
A crowd of people watched online.
They’d seen that dread spirit long before, in 1864.
Our nation’s splitting soul was up for grabs,
The joker brandishing his tyranny
Casting spells of spoken alchemy
Tossing tales of woken enmity.
He’d spouted words stand back stand by
They stormed the Dome with rebel cry.
They trashed and gashed the hallowed hall
They wouldn’t read the writing on the wall
He blew their minds out with a lie
They raised the zombie rebel cry
A freaked-out nation sat and stared
They’d seen that face before, back in 1864.
The’d heard that rant before.
Nobody was really sure what the hell was happening.
His spell was marching on.
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