A quiet moment
Fills the air
This toll drum
Of our existence
The faith we lost
In time of fear
Mesmerized
By this resistance
No reason now
For despair
This final message
Of persistence
We pray, we hold
Onto this dream
This evolution
Of persecution
Strained emotions
Riddle your mind
Hanging on with
Steel persistence
The red in their eyes
Constricts the flow
This frozen ground
Of true conviction
Shadows of men
Moving through

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