If we must die, we fight!

Understanding why this keeps happening:
Why the graves keep opening
Why the roads keep swallowing
Why the rivers are overflowing with blood
Why our blind won’t stop running

We must arm ourselves with truth
We know it, they know it
And they keep testing their strength
These tricks are becoming divergent
But tricks are what they’ll ever be

We must destroy one Babel to start another
Our voice, our building force
We must become crocodiles
For those that keep tasting the waters
A man with one leg, will know not to swim

When the bad legs are all gone
We shall fry the bad eggs too
When the madness has come full circle
We shall prescribe the rest
When we go down, it must be for goodness sakes

Vera