Canonical: To Those Who Fell Asleep (We Never Slept)

The night was long and cold for sure

People were changing to who they were

Some regressed and called it progression

Others repressed and increased aggression

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The village was plundered, our women were captives

To weak will men in language they’ve crafted

Who guard the gates and who let them in?

The volunteers were weak willed men

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Who change our culture and desires were barred 

Gave in to thoughts we used to discard

You accused us of sleeping while at the gate

It was you who chose to sit in that place

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You claimed to be a guardian, a king, a god or

Some sort of savior against the marauder 

You shout out a warning against the pillagers

And in the chaos you plundered the villagers

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In the final assessment it is you who slept

And have lulled others who have bitterly wept

After you’re gone others will rise

There always are those in sheep’s disguise