It happens

No one stands up
my arm falls
a crowd dies
the sun fades

one step at a time
my friends let us stand strong
no one break, no one fall
together we destroy tyranny's puppets

blind are these
who stand
when all should lie
green soft ground hides a grave

crows dart and ravens scream
heavens are torn apart
the gods cry, they morn today
free men dead, good men dead

write to me no longer
for nothing pleases us
we are dead
we are gone