Strong prevailing arms lash the bullets over head
it comes down with it's deadly clashing tread
No one looks to the way of the emission
silent prayers thicken the room's tension
Boots trudge loudly as the floorboards creak
under them lay the children hoping not to be reached
A bed is over turned and a mother is found
her life has vanished with no more for a sound
the boards over the small children's heads creak once more
as the heavily booted men walk the women out of the door.
