Storm the Walls of China!

Storm the walls of China!
Make them pay for what they’ve done,
Truth will be our weapon,
It fiercely pounds till we’ve won.

Storm the walls of China!
Each and every dead one’s name
Are legions in our cause,
Now’s the time to place the blame.

Storm the walls of China!
All the facts will be our shield,
Sixty years’ tyranny,
Now it’s time for them to yield.

Storm the walls of China!
Communism is now dead,
Their weapons fall apart,
Their inhuman ways are shed.

Storm the walls of China!
Each and everywhere we are,
Our thoughts will be missiles,
Quickly traveling very far.

Storm the walls of China!
We’ll uproot them from this earth,
Unclench their blood-stained claws,
And watch the Free Age's birth.

Innocence Unknown

One sunny day at the edge of the woods,
Two small children found two rocks that looked good,
Perfect for sliding and climbing, standing,
And jumping to a soft tumbling landing,
But, as it were, these great toys in the ground,
Were ambushed by broken glass all around,
Two smashed beer bottles laid siege to each rock,
One for each curious child to take stock.

I quickly raced to pick up broken glass,
Sharp shards hid like villains in the soft grass,
The children’s body parts narrowly escaped,
As my hand dashed, an implement of fate.

Quickly act for the innocence unknown,
For all that is broken, we must atone!