Revolution

Another day ends
 and the floods of tears come,
Boiling over lashes,
Hot and fierce,
What is there to do?
Nothing will help,
This won't ever end,
The constant battle with
 the enemy,
Condemned to feel this way,
Put down and forced to
 keep quiet.
But what if we say no?
Who will fight you then?
Who can you crush if we
 refuse?
Admit it,
You are nothing if there is
 no suffering,
So long as you are reassured,
That guarantee that is
 so precious,
That another's life is worse
 than that of your own,
Well what worries are left
 then?
All the fights have been fought,
All your followers have abandoned and
You are not indestructible it
 seems,
But broken and alone in the
 end,
And though we may cry now,
We know the end comes soon,
Because revolution is coming,
Revolution is here.